Far below the northern lights To satisfy my soul Movin' on a steady roll You know my baby is sweet as honey Sweet from the honey bee Ain't no use to mourn I'd love that San Antonio woman Oh, I wish I was in Texas I wish I was in Texas

Hey little sister don't shed no tears No woman no cry say say say Everything's gonna be alright (Oh ah oh ah) Sit sit sit I remember when we used to sit in the government yard in Brooklyn Observing the crookedness as it mingled with the good people we

Tuesday's gone with the wind My baby's gone, with the wind Ride on train Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far, far away Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door, I'm leavin' my woman at home, oh yeah Tuesday's gone with the

Radio waves through the air Can you hear me calling? Oh I've been dreaming Dreaming of a woman in white Hot summer night The art of make-believe The treasure behind closed doors The hunter behind the trees

And, I want her in my life The way she move to her own beat Ooh Ooh what a natural beauty No need no make-up to be a cutie And when they ask what a good woman's made of She's not afraid and ashamed of She's royal, yeah so royal No I never been someone shy

Make me an angel That flies from Montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That I can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go I am an old woman

I got a kindhearted woman Do anything in this world for me My baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman She studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women Man, they will not let me be I love my baby I love my baby, ooh But I really love that

I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day I'm the man that rolls, when icicles hangin' on the tree I'm a steady rollin' man, hmm, I roll both night and day But I haven't got no sweet woman, hmm, boys, to be rollin' this-a way And now you hear

Oh, Daddy, oh, Daddy A good woman like me Oh, Daddy why you go? Mi corazón te llora, llora, llora, llora (Uh-oh-oh) Llora por un hombre que no cura mis penas Llora, llora, llora, llora (Oh-oh) Llora por un hombre que no vale la pena You crossed your

Ooh, came in this bitch with the same gang Same gang since the beginning (Yeah) All in this bitch tryna maintain Ain't worried about no woman (No) Bought a new whip with a big rims Ooh, 30s, they spinnin' (Skrrt) Pieces, know that they hittin' Bitches,