That I'm alright 'Cause I'm not (No I'm not) Well I'm not And here we go again With all the things we said To think that we'd regret Forget the things we swore we meant I'll write you just to let you know Can't say I'm sad to see you go

La-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-doe We always find our way back home (Hey) La-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah (Hey) And no matter where we go Oh no, the city won't change us And no matter where we go See, we won't forget where we came from The city won't change

You can choose a ready guide In some celestial voice If you choose not to decide You still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears And kindness that can kill I will choose a path that's clear I will choose free will There are those who think

Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender

You should have told me, Lucy That's a long time How do you do, Lucy? You sure been hard to find I heard you had a daughter six years old And I just can keep from crying Six years and Lucy Lord, have mercy Is she pretty? Has she grown?

'Cause I'm on fire We don't run, run, run Can I get an amen I had to struggle to be gracious Now we can touch it We can taste it Can I get a little amen? No more running from the hangman

Ruby rarely rap about stacking up cash Prolly why my walls missing Platinum plaques From depression, the profession that happens so fast Hit some dabs last night now I'm back with no wax Always gotta get fucked up, I can't last one day without fucking it

Tell me, baby, what's your story And where you wanna go this time? Where you come from Tell me, lover, are you lonely? The thing we need is Never all that hard to find You're so lovely, are you lonely? Giving up on the innocence you left behind They come

Here's to the farmer Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey Hold one up for the banker downtown That got him on his feet with handshake money Here's to the farmer's wife That loves him every

So blue, so blue So blue, oh And from his rib an angel born as Eve Thy hair inspired God to make the breeze Thy lips inspired God to make a man Formed into flesh and promised him her hand Why do I cry at night still? Can't sleep without the Nyquil