(David Malloy/Gary Burr) Oh you don't have blue eyes. I expected blue eyes. That's how I pictured you would be. And you don't have long hair. I
boy) 'cause if the shoe is on the shelf you should have some man (Big boy) you can not sit up and tell me that you have none man (Big boy) you may not
grinding mice Trying to make a life called three strikes The rat got three to five, two got life Those Three Blind Mice Now, Tom Thumb jumped up and said, "I got one David
killah priest] If I die, may the sky turn forever grey Neglect the moon of a light, turn the sun beige May the lord open up every grave Every prophet that was slayed May
, with the big guys, stomp all the pies Kick the box, light these M-80's Ladies grab your babies, run for safety I don't think it may be a, good idea
With the gat in the lap in the low-ride Oh, I can't forget, Icy Ice, Lucky Lou Julio G, that was the crew Davey D, Ingrid, David Connor The list goes
greed, 2 for your lies Shaggs 2 dope, serial killa Axe murder boy, wig cap peela I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh I'm pimpin' like David Caresh
make it home" "But for every dream that shattered,another one comes true" "This car was once a dream of mine,now it belongs to you" "And though you may
another man saw in a race of people To see him give his life for the price of equal The highest wisdoms, the richest kingdoms The song of songs we heard David
Coke, crack, dope, smack, ohh snap heard herb Should talk in sign language, ya'll don't deserve words I get my serve swerved, may leave 'em 1st 3rd Stop
may call you 'Doctor', they may call you 'Chief' But you're gonna have to serve somebody, serve somebody Oh, serve somebody, yeah, yeah, serve somebody Oh, it may
By: David Allan Coe I NEVER MEANT TO LEAVE HER, MY INTENTIONS WERE TO STAY IT WASN'T NOTHING SHE HAD DONE OR NOTHING SHE COULD SAY TO CHANGE THIS OLD
By David Allan Coe Dedicated to lovers everywhere. May you always find something in my music to believe in and hold you together. THERE AIN'T NOTHING
By David Allan Coe Dedication: To Greg Blackwell, Marshall Leib, Billy Sherrill, Johnny Paycheck and all the people involved in making the motion picture
You're the puppeteer and I'm the puppet You manipulate me with your real Catholic shit Every time I try to talk it through You turn it around and make it suffer like David
saying could be true All the world's a molecule A little atom contained within The thumbprint of a greater being I wish i may i wish i might And with
't dance And i can't sing I ain't that smart But i can lift really heavy things. When it come to lovin' Honey, mama, I'm the one you want Well, i may