And after all that training With something we could no longer contain I don't endorse that (slammed in my face) I didn't want this And that's my sister It was handsome at the auction Oh but when we got it home It grew up into Something we could no longer

Lord have mercy, got to tell it Tell it just like it is, every word. Yeah! I was living in St. Louis In the year of nineteen fifty five Mama didn't have no great mansion, Just a little old country dive. Papa worked all week long, Tryin' to keep us six

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

(Oh) the thunder, Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!" Life's just a pay stub on death Only less diligent

I wish that we could do it all again I never dreamed I'd spend one night alone by myself You've got to find out where you belong again So many times I said it was forever Said our love would always be true Somethin' in my heart always knew I'd be lying

I wanna love you in every kind of way I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today I'm gonna love you in every kind of way I wanna love you I gotta love you Baby, the sound of you Better than a

Rock me baby, rock me all night long Rock me baby, honey, rock me all night long I want you to rock me baby like my back ain't got no bone Roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel I want you to roll me baby like you roll a wagon wheel Want you to roll

Ah ah ah, we got to keep on trying We got to keep on trying I'm just arriving in the city And there's music on my mind Lookin' for my destination and My home is far behind 'Cause it's a long road ahead And you can make it in the end I'm gonna make it

You see the hits? Lightwork Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long sentence, got bars, I'm a lifer No more pics with niggas we don't really fuck with Drop the beat then she might twerk Mi nah pick up Pecknarm yeah? You see the ting that ah gwarn It's a

Come a little closer, come a little closer At least until the sun comes up again We got time for one last kiss before last call Darlin', we got plenty far to fall Come on, honey, stay a little longer We could be wrong But there's somethin' about thinkin'