I always heard that his herb was top shelf Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself. Well don't knock it till you've tried it. And I've tried it my friend. I'll never smoke Weed with willie again! Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas

You, wake up, where's the tomb? Will easter come, enter my room? The lord weeps with me Toll no bell for me father But let this cup of suffering pass from me Send me no shepherd to heal my world But the angel, the dream foretold Prayed more than thrice

Take my hand We're off to never-never land Exit, light Enter, night Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I die before I wake

I can't play myself Just tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I need to take it easy Easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy Champagne with purpose while I'm yawning Lord forgive me, I can't take things slowly (no)

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove Six feet in the clay I will drink muddy water I'm gonna sing this song Have a contrary woman Lord, that I can't control And when yo' knee-bones get shaky Honey, and your blood run cold

Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune Lookin' for a pot of gold Thing got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Rode in on the Greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord Can

And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord I've been waiting for this moment, all my life, oh Lord Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord Well, if you told me you were

Mercy on judgment, Lord Downpressor man, where you gonna run to? Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin'? Oh, along that day I wouldn't like to be a flea, under your collar, man Oh, along that day, sad day Tell me, downpressor man, where you gonna run to?