When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore, When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight, I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone, We learn to right, everything that's wrong, With loving hands, turn sick to

Scratching at the surface now And I'm trying hard to work it out And so much has gone misunderstood And this mystery only leads to doubt And I didn't understand When you reached down to take my hand And if you have something to say You better say it now

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

Faded off the kush I'm gone Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo We jack son then light up the "L", Samuel Tunechi in this bitch nigga, y'all niggas bitch niggas Rats gone rat and snakes

Or take over Take my hand Take my hand you Will you realize when I'm gone That I dance to a different song Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness

Don't stand aside! While people make demands At first they'll take your liberties Then tie them 'round your hand When time goes by some day you'll find Their words are your command These times won't last and once they're gone they don't come back Well

La da dee doo La da da me La da da you When you were gone I think of you Yet I'm feeling like There is no better place than right by your side I had a little taste And I'll only spoil the party anyway

I go down to the honkytonk I might not end up in the Hall of Fame With a star on the sidewalk with my name Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone Nobody gonna name their babies after me I might not go down in history But I'll go down to the honkytonk

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