We were getting high Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball In a champagne

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell You who raped our Motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell For the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers Whom you robbed of their birthright Have you ever walked the lonesome hills And heard the

How's that steel horse ride on the streets of gold? Does the promised land have any ol' back roads? Ain't a doubt you've done a burnout on a cloud Knowin' you, you probably laid her down Have you revved it up while the angels sang? Did God get on ya, did

Don't you know I'm only human? And if I let you down, I don't mean to All I need's a place to land I don't need a Superman to win my lovin' 'Cause, baby, I ain't Wonder Woman I don't know how to lasso the love out of you I like where this is going, you

The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks Ridin' down Buck Island Road Down where I was born was heaven on earth We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either

I was driving at the dawn But everywhere I go, everywhere I go I see you Calling love to the land ‘Cause anything I do, anything I do Is about you I was searching at the speed of sound And I go up and down until I hit the ground I need someone I was

Well now, come here baby, sit down on daddy's knee. Well, I rolled and I tumbled, cried the whole night long. Well, I woke up this morning, my biscuit rolling on. I want to tell you about the way they treated me. When I woke up this morning, all I had

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight Have

Hold up, walking on a tightrope How could I switch on you? This the only thing I know Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros Nowadays I'm just sellin' out these shows She tell me that

I wonder, shall you be saved Climbing up back woods with palms quaking and thundering Out out out way way out south land I need you sunshine this rains a poured Cry down and out film reflecting that reflection Send me a car these feet can't take it no