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- Киновед
- Fri, 03 May 2019 17:27:47 +0300
New blood joins this earth
And quickly he’s subdued
Through constant pained disgrace
The young boy learns their rules
With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man strugggles on and on he’s doomed
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they’ll take away-eay
Chorus
What I’ve felt
What I’ve known
Never shined through in what I’ve shown
Never be
Never see
Won’t see what might have been
What I’ve felt
What I’ve known
Never shined through in what I’ve shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
They dedicate their lives
To RUNING all of his
He tries to please THEM all
This bitter man he is
Throughout his life the same
He’s battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
A tired man they see no longer cares
The old man then prepares
To die regretfully
That old man here is me
Chorus*2
Never Free
Never Me
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
You labeled me
I’ll label you
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
Never Free
Never Me
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
You labeled me
I’ll label you
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
Never Free
Never Me
So I dub thee UNFORGIVEN
- Киновед
- Thu, 09 May 2019 16:13:27 +0300
He rode into battle, barebacked and saddled
You took the wound in your side
You pulled the sleds and you pulled the wagons
You gave ‘em somewhere to hide
Now they don’t need you and there’s no one to feed you
And there’s fences where you used to roam
And I wish I could gather up all of your brothers
And you would just ride me back home
Chorus:
Ride me back home to a much better place
Blue skies and sunshine and plenty of space
Somewhere where they would just leave you alone
Somewhere that you could call home
And you would just ride me back home
I got a small place up in the foothills
Where green grass is precious as gold
I paid a fortune for what little I got here
But you know that I’d sell my soul
To have all the mountains, the rivers and valleys
The places where you need to roam
Well I would just gather up all of your brothers
And you would just ride me back home
- Киновед
- Sat, 11 May 2019 11:38:52 +0300
You were standing there in front of me that night
No one knew how much you meant to me on sight
You look so young and free
Oh boy this made for me
I loved you than I love you now I know
Smile at me that way my heart begins to say
I loved you than I love you now I know
You bring sunshine to my life
You bring love sweet love
And flowers blooming every little garden
You bring sunshine to my life
You bring love sweet love
I loved you than I love you now I know
I can not imagine life without you now
Never leave me nor deceive me made this far
Be with me anyway, make happy feel so gay
I loved you than I love you now I know
Remember what I say with you it’s always may
I loved you than I love you now I know
You bring sunshine to my life
You bring love sweet love
And flowers blooming every little garden
You bring sunshine to my life
You bring love sweet love
I loved you than I love you now I know
Be with me anyway, make me happy feel so gay
I loved you than I love you now I know
Remember what I say with you it’s always may
I loved you than I love you now I know
- Киновед
- Sat, 11 May 2019 12:01:39 +0300
If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
Tip my hat to the sun in the west
Feel the beat right in my chest
At the crossroads a second time
Make the devil change his mind
It's a pound of flesh but it's really a ton
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
99 problems
But a bitch ain't one
Like broken glass under my feet
I could lose my mind in this heat
Looking for the prize but I don't want blood
I order one drink then I drink the flood
Well, you can come inside but your friends can't come
99 problems and a bitch ain't one
If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son
Got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one
I got 99, 99, 99, 99
99 problems
But a bitch ain't one
99, 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
- Киновед
- Sat, 11 May 2019 15:43:42 +0300
Chasing after that dollar like it’ll slow down my hurry
Settle all my worries when I get it in my wallet
Quit dippin' long enough to own a pair of jeans
That don’t have a ring in the back left pocket
Laughing at myself, admitting when I’m wrong
That’s what this good ol' boy’s gonna go out workin' on
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama’s tears, and fill our Daddy’s boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that’s what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Giving more forgiveness, picking battles worth choosing
Little less cussin' and losin' my temper and my tools
Dialin' down my restless, outgrowing my reckless
And my reputation for breaking hearts and rules
Realizin' what I got what I got before it’s gone
That’s what this good ol boy’s gonna go out
Workin' on…
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama’s tears, and fill our Daddy’s boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til' we gone
Yeah, that’s what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Owning up to my weakness, keeping it humble but strong
Doin' the best I can with this flesh and bone
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama’s tears, and fill our Daddy’s boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that’s what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
- Киновед
- Sat, 11 May 2019 15:47:16 +0300
Crossroads and warning signs
And I just don’t how to be inside those boundary lines
But my feet just keep walking
And my eyes keep looking up for something new
The mountains they keep getting higher
All the wishing in the world, it won’t stop the hands of time
Time doesn’t care, she moves faster
As I fall behind, and
You could light a city, with this fire
Never getting smaller, only gets wilder, testing me like crazy
Just for once I’d like to walk the easy road
And try the ordinary, but the fire won’t let me
Chasing a world of walking wires
All I’ve ever known is how to follow my desires
And If that is how I’m made
Then my head and heart will always have to fight
You could light a city, with this fire
Never getting smaller, only gets wilder, testing me like crazy
Just for once I’d like to walk the easy road
And try the ordinary, but the fire won’t let me
Ooooh
Oooh
You could light a city, with this fire
Never getting smaller, only gets wilder, testing me like crazy
Just for once I’d like to walk the easy road
And try the ordinary, but the fire won’t let me
- Киновед
- Sun, 12 May 2019 10:32:57 +0300
Yeah I was burnin' tread on a Ford flatbed before I ever turned 16
There ain’t a Daisy Duke girl in this country boy’s world that ain’t called my
shotgun seat
That liquor store with the cash only drawer looked past my fake ID
They say everybody knows everybody, well they sure as hell know me
In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee
Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee
With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some Church on
every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek
Shoulda named it after me
Sprayed my last name with some Burgess paint on a broke down train downtown
Been covered up with some rain and some rust but damn it still stands out
In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee
Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee
With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some Church on
every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek
Shoulda named it after me
Shoulda named it after me
Let’s start this Sunday morning, sun shinin' right down
Up here in Cheatham county, yeah, we havin' Church now
I’m only gon' tell y’all once, y’all better gather round
You’ve got the legend with the future, ain’t it right now
We just some country boys spittin' a little game on 'em
When you read the history books I bet you’ll see our name on 'em
Sing, Church
Like my map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee
Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee
With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some Church on
every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek
Shoulda named it after me
Shoulda named it after me
- Киновед
- Thu, 16 May 2019 18:43:09 +0300
Country fried, baptized in gravy
Can’t wash off what the good Lord made ya No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road’ll get you home (c'mon!)
If you see it in their eye when they try to lie
If you the bullet-hole-in-a-stop-sign kind
Then I’m right there wit’cha, put your drinks up high
For my country folk (hey) my country folk (hey)
I’m out here on a thousand acre plot of land
And I can’t hear 'em hatin on me, I’m a modest man
Talkin with Jimmy Mathis and he got a plan
And when he talk I listen to him, that’s a lot of man (pops!)
He said we need to take it back to the root of it
I put on for the country, that’s the truth of it
I’m talkin last millenium we was reppin it Before anybody had accepted it (anybody!)
We introduced 'em to the cooler on the tailgate
Full of cold Nattie Light playin «Satellite»
A lil' Dave while we misbehave, okay (okay)
Once we figured the game out, we go play (go!)
The generation of people that love 2Pac
And hate, we bangin it in the boondocks
Now put your drink in the air if you ain’t scared
Dem folks been doin that thang, yeah
See me and Bubba, we’ve been doin this a long while
It sure seems a lot longer than a country mile
Hollywood look good, full of fake friends
I never thought we could ever be here again (we back!)
Time heals, one fell, one came up Back together son, we gon' tear this thing up A lot of talk cousin, I ain’t gotta name 'em
They wanna be us, hell I can’t blame 'em (nah)
So looky here, cold beer on the tailgate
Been doin this for some years, y’all so late (so late!)
Bangin OutKast and a little George Strait
Hot damn, Colt Ford back with Bubba K
E’rything real funny 'til the money come (and then what?)
Now they want some (what) when they ain’t wanted none (ohh)
And that’s just how the thing go when you get 'er done (how?)
We did it son
We was drinkin Jim Beam by the handle (handle)
Me and Steven heard they’re loadin up ammo (ammo)
Bumpin Goodie Mob, real tree camo (camo)
This white boy really think he Rambo! (GO!)
Cut the beat on, I bet his ass jam though
You don’t like it straight to hell is where you can go 12-pointer hangin right above the mantle
You don’t like the program? Change the channel (woo!)
- Киновед
- Sat, 18 May 2019 10:59:28 +0300
Lace-up boots and faded jeans
A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea
Average Joe, average pay
Same ol' end and same ol' day
But there’s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
God bless the working man
All week long making a living
Life keeps takin', he keeps giving
Behind the scene, below the grade
Hardly noticed but part of everything
He gives his life then fades away
Another young man takes his place
Average Joe, average pay
Same ol end, same old' day
But there’s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
No, there’s nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer
Kind of glue that sticks this world together
Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land
God bless the working man
The working man
Oh, the working man and woman