Joshua, Joshua Me and Joshua Well a good ways down the railroad track There was this little old rundown shack And in it lived a man I'd never seen Folks said he was a mean and a vicious man And you better not set foot on his land But I didn't think

All night long, play it if this your song On the West side tryna feel the breeze On a mission tryna fuck with OHB She say she fell in love with the G in me And she loving, she loving You know I got the homies parked right outside I’m in the blood red

You're the best I ever had I left down in New Orleans Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe I'll soon be there Whippoorwill's singing Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my baby

Mhm-mhm-mhm-mhm When I want you flyin' with me Yeah, your heart is like a wild bird Mhm-mhm-mhm-mhm (yeah, eh) And you don't know how to fly it, girl Changes too much on the breeze Just to love someone like me You've been talkin' in my sleep You keep

Way too long Dead and gone Looking out my window Wonder how it came to be Feels just like a tempo Lifted by a gentle breeze Ugly as a suitcase

It's always you If a breeze caresses me It's really you strolling by If I hear a melody It's merely the way you sigh Wherever you are, you're near me You dare me to be untrue Funny, each time I fall in love Whenever it's early twilight

Way too long Dead and gone Looking out my window Wonder how it came to be Feels just like a tempo Lifted by a gentle breeze Ugly as a suitcase

Rock you sweet And if we get on a roll Start feeling something deep Baby just let go And I'll rock you, rock you sweet Just holding your hand, while the sea breeze blows And the waves roll in, swaying those boats Girl it makes me think I'd like to rock

Face me, sitting in my memory, Hold me, I remember The heavenly That summer, we talked endlessly Always, about everything, Fusion, nothing new for you I felt, hey, under and, cool breezes We argue, constantly

The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song as pure as the breeze Blowing up the road to glenaveigh I sat for a while at the cross at finnoe Where young lovers would meet when the