In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase

I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses Had to bring it back to New York I'm happy that the streets is back in New York For you rappers, I carry the cross Y'all can keep y'all weak beats,

My taxicab's waiting Wish I could hold you one last time After all we had together There's gotta be a better way Of telling you goodbye If I had a horse I'd ride off in the sunset If I had wings, I'd fly off

It’s the color of the tractor in my barn A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain’t the money in the bank that we ain’t got Na, it’s the clover growin' in my deer plot Yeah, that’s my shades of green And her eyes