71 lyrics for "The old and the young"
'Cause young love don't know nothin' When the radio plays you sing along And you'd slide on over, on over and we'd ride When she's holding on You just can't get close enough, you swear it's sent from above Your daddy thought I was wrong for you, Thinking
PlayThe handbags and the gladrags That your Granddad had to sweat so you could buy They told me you missed school today Ever seen a blind man cross the road Trying to make the other side Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride So
PlayYou're never too young You're never too young, never too young to die Never, never Hold on to someone close, friend 'Cause you're never too young Remember the ghosts before you And drink to their souls tonight And don't forget what they told you We're
PlayMy ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood
PlayWith my sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone You were young, but your eyes were younger still When you found me there And you rode down the street watch me work Building tables and chairs You wore white, we were married in July In a church on a hill
PlayHave a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga
PlayAnd so this is Christmas A very Merry Christmas And a happy new year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear Another year over The near and the dear one The old and the young And so happy Christmas
PlayOoh, she may be weary And young girls, they do get wearied Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah You know she's waiting Just anticipating The thing that she'll never, never, never, never
Play(We are not listening, we are on the streets) And in the half light They only echo You told us that We were too young Now that night's closing in Lock us up safe And hide the key
PlayDown they come, the swarm of locusts Skies above converge to choke us Feast of souls consume the harvest Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds Louder the tattered wings they sound Young and old, suffer unto the locust Descending down Sweet caress grazes
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