I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin' If there's something I can say before you finish leavin' And if everything still happens for a reason Maybe

I've been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12 Since a young nigga, been a hard-headed hot-head Duck feds, lay low, they do what I say so I've been gettin' money since I learned how to walk for real I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just

Said, "Come on Superman, say your stupid line" Don't make me wait forever I was doing fine without you Someone said they left together I ran out the door to get her She was holding hands with Trevor Not the greatest feeling ever Said, "Pull yourself

Perhaps I'll be a bird one day if I am good enough and give up all this stuff I am from a country land where beauty only grows I'd dare not ever go And should you see my sister They will not hear a word you say they don't believe in souls

It's hard to say but now you're gone So does it really matter I'm sorry that I never said How much you had really meant I'm sorry that I never tried To tell you I was on your side They don't seem to know your name Does it really matter? They don't even

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

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

(We'll be forever loving Jah) we'll be forever (We'll be forever loving Jah) We'll never be blue Woah-oh, ya-ya-ya-ya, oy-oh Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Oh (we'll be forever loving Jah) Some, they say, see them Walking up the street