Maybe that's why country music has the blues If it makes you feel better Blame me if you want to But I think country music has the blues Well I sure miss ole Waylon And paychecks paid his dues Chet Adkins on that red guitar And Carl Perkins Blue Suede

How could you forget? Oh, you ain't gotta tell me I know We'll never be the same as before But I can only tell you how I feel right now I'm missing how you feel right now Oh, how you gonna act like that? I just don't get it Tell me does he do it, do you

Ah, I've been waiting Girl, you've been gone away a real long time Now I really went out of my mind I miss your lovin' when you left, baby you did Ah baby, come here, let me caress you Ah ah baby your letters, ah tell me what you missed Come here, sugar,

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it`s coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming All aboard, get on the "A" train Soon you will

When are you coming home, my love? Well I've been alone far too long 'Cause this heavy heart, oh, how it's yearned 'Cause I've been alone far too long I miss you more than you could know I watch the grass on the back lawn grow And I will not allow winds

Come on baby, girl come on Let a real one take the wheel Cruise out of the town in a rental The same in the silence crescendo But you the only one I miss 'Cause you the only one I Summer's over, and I feel the same way you do You don't want a lazy lover

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm

If she had only stood for love, that would have been enough Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful life Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful sight Amerimacka, oh what a beautiful light Miss Liberty turn in a Jezebel All the dreams you go sell, turn in a hell Her bed

I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension Mayday, man down, call the reverend Niggas in Missou ain't changed Make ya have to let loose