If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe I'd been married long time ago Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe
Wish you were here, me, oh my countryman, wish you were here Wish you were here, don't you know the stove is getting colder And I miss you like hell and
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Light years to be found, gaze out of my window Want to feel what it is like to belong Lead us right through the night Help us find
Mary Lou, Mary Lou I can't go on living without you Mary Lou, Mary Lou I can't go on singing without you Mary Lou (Mary Lou) Mary Lou (Mary Lou) I can
You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay You better hold on tight and pray You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay Or darling
my steeze would blind the eye piece of a high priest like the sun to his sockets Chorus-[Mr.Hyde] Violins
Start a conversation finish it with a scream i know all the answers but what do the questions glean? not afraid of fiction just the already known unlock
My soul was swayed by violins and trees I was sick for dark as the wind sank through the breeze here's the pagentry and heres the carnival as the start
and holdin my dick with both hands - slut Put a gun to your pockets My steez would blind the eyepiece of a high priest like the sun to his sockets [Mr Hyde: x2] Violins
[Instrumental]
giving you the creeps so I assume the bole open my claws and grasp for your heart (repeat chorus) into you like a mortal stake so vindictive your love's slipping away violins
a mortal stake so vindictive Your love's slipping away Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go Violins
wind blows. Over bluebells, over black- Heed, call your name- I will float through your window. Major third, or a minor seventh- And a violin tuned
dream It's like no time apart, it's a sweet feeling I hear Soul Violins When you walk through the door Love all over again, even more than before Sweet Soul Violins
went down we cruised around We went down down down in the violence We went around we went around and round and round We didn't hear no violins Where's
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