Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I

Like desperados waitin' for a train I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?" We were friends, me and this old man

What is this thing called love? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the lord in heaven above This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me?

What is this thing called love? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the Lord in Heaven above This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me?

Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord, don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show

All I know is grind (Grind) Wonder why the Lord steady sendin' me blessings, I don't know why (Don't know why) Mama thanked me for her place And looked me in my face and then she started cryin' (Started cryin') My talent take me different places I can

Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club See my hoes, TWERK! See bad girls be at the strip club Good girls, they be in CHURCH! Always wonder why my grandmother Try to get me to go to CHURCH! Please Lord forgive me, I'm bout to take niggas to

What is this thing called love? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the lord in heaven above This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me?

Lord I wonder, will my baby think of me Lord I ain't got no, special rider here Well, that mean old, mean old Frisco, and that low down Santa Fe Yes, that mean old Frisco, low down Santa Fe Gone took my babe away,

How great Thou art Then sings my soul My Savior, God, to Thee How great thou art Oh Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars