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I'll Grow
04:59
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Days just go from bad to worse
I wish I could break that curse
She gives me an inch I'll take a mile
Gypsy from a foreign land
Read the inside of my hand
Told me I'd be damned for a while
So I packed my bags and headed south
Prayed that I could shut my mouth
And God knows I'm tryin
I don't need no helpin hand
I don't want your money man
I'll work til I'm dyin
And just as I'm about to let go
I'll grow
I'm on my fifth pair of boots
Clean em while the coffee brews
Try to get this hog blood off the side
Still got this ol Buck 110
Hidden in my back pocket
Just in case some fucker picks a fight
Man I been through hell and back
Like her daddy's Pontiac
I'll roll til I'm smokin
I don't need no TLC
Ramble on and set me free
And I'll run wide open
And just as I'm about to let go
I'll grow
I come in and you start goin out
I fall off and you hop on
Youngin I'm as good as gone
I got up and you went low down
There ain't too much that I been given
I gotta work to make my livin
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2. |
To Watch The Rain
06:01
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Nowadays I find it hard to hear
Even if you're screamin in my ear
These trials and tribulations bring pain
My dear I love to watch the rain
Most the time I miss it when it come
Or hardly ever know it til its gone
One and one is too old to refrain
My dear I love to watch the rain
There will be moments I'll regret
All of the prayers that I'll forget
Deep in my heart I'll find em
Scattered across the darkness
Got caught up in the mix
So I'm checkin my six
Just takin my time
This life is number nine
On my own I can't see what I've got
So I let it go and leave it up to God
These days it's all I've got to keep me sane
My dear I love to watch the rain
If I don't get high I won't come down
That's somethin took me years to figure out
Steady like a Norfolk Southern train
My dear I love to watch the rain
There will be moments I'll regret
All of the prayers that I'll forget
Deep in my heart I'll find em
Scattered across the darkness
Got caught up in the mix
So I'm checkin my six
Just takin my time
This life is number nine
Where I was and where I am and why
All the questions I won't figure out tonight
It's the same ol shit but still I can't complain
My dear I love to watch the rain
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