No sir, I don't mean maybe Yes sir, that's my baby now By the way, by the way That's my baby Yes, ma'm, we've decided No ma'm, we ain't gonna hide it Yes, ma'm, you're invited now When we walk up to the preacher I'll say Yes sir, that's my baby

And I'm one number away from calling to you I said I was through, but I'm dying inside Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back" Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain But everywhere I go, I see your

Give up resisting one by one We're gonna love one another 'til morning comes Where does it end It's too much for me to take When you pray with every breath You know that is free as the love you have Where does it end It's too much for me to take There's

Love me now (love me now) I don't know who's gonna kiss you when I'm gone So I'm gonna love you now, like it's all I have I don't wanna think about it, I want you to love me now I know it'll kill me when it's over Oh, oh, love me now, oh, oh, oh, yeah

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Get away Get away Get away I'm about to detonate Everything to prove Nothing to lose Cause when everything has fallen to the ground Gonna knock it down Just believe me when I tell you its alright Its your last chance to find yourself in consequence Its

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Baby, do you understand me now Sometimes you see that I'm mad But don't you know that no one Can always be an angel When everything goes wrong you see some bad But

I'm just a brown boy with a bag I got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my plug I need a pound You know I'm good for it I book a

Good morning, America How are you? Say don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail