13 lyrics for "I got the silver"

Raise head and stomp the blood I got the silver And I wonder What will you follow? When your head is not in order And I'm stomping your little This is for cows It's not for the size of me
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I know where you went but I don't know how you got there Lucidity, come back to me Put all five senses back to where they're meant to be Silver tongue hill where you talk up what I' d play down I would speak up but I wouldn't know what to say Oh it's
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I’ll wait for you Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket I’m not gonna roll it no I’m not gonna smoke it 'Till we’re staring at the stars and the rockets Twinkling in the silvery night And though the sand may be washed by the sea And the old will be lost in
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My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling, I want you to play with my ding-a-ling! We got to do our alma matter, we must do our alma matter When I was a little bitty boy My grandmother bought me a cute little toy Silver bells hanging on a string She told me it was
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If you're ever gonna find a silver lining It's gotta be a cloudy day, It's gotta be a cloudy day You're gonna have to stand in the rain, You gotta get a little dirt on your hands Woke up on the wrong side of rock bottom You're all out of pennies, and the
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We had a bottle of silver And a bottle of sapphire An Indian blanket And a beachfront bonfire We watched the moon We hit that liquor store By the county line Whipped out a fake ID I got from a friend of mine
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I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though
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Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's
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