Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why I should justify my ways I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me There's no reason There's no compromise Change in seasons

Oh, I need you more than words can say I find peace in every story you told I think of you, I'll never be alone Always been there for me, now I'll do the same It's true, true, true You know I do, do, do Oh, you save me in ways that I can't explain When

Ole man trouble Ole man trouble leave me alone Go find you someone else to pick on I live my live and now you see now Please stay away from me, oh now Ooo oh yeah, Oh I look like I'm down in my luck

No I don't mind being on my own I said that I don't mind being on my own Sailing down a river alone I've been tryin' to find my way back home But I don't believe in magic Life is automatic But I don't mind being on my own What's the time said today

Just to find me a home right now in your heart Don't you know I got to find me a home Right now in your heart I'll travel over miles and down the highways, babe Through the valleys every byway I'll bring you to the music, refueling Everything you want to

Find your own way back home Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Well longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with you But in time we all forgotten We all grew Your melody sounds as sweet

Now we 'bout to get poured up So is everybody with me? Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor? Did we find a better way of living through this flow? Coming up feeling good right now Lot of love in the hood right now Tell me something if you

Look out, I'm coming Ooh, said I Ooh, sit down Ooh, yeah, ooh yeah Finding my way Yeah, oh yeah I'm coming out to get you I'm coming out to find you

Go your way I'll take the long way 'round I'll find my own way down As I should And hold your gaze There's coke in the Midas touch A joke in the way that we rust And breathe again And you'll find loss

Don't blame me Hear my story and listen well; Truth is in all that I tell It could never have been me I did not shoot no deputy Mr Grant, the deputy, Friend to my whole family He always tell me when John Brown Was getting ready to come around