 Re: Got no Strings an'a Dead Flat Voice.
"Long Grey Road"
Hope ya don mind
Just bidin my time
before i'm goin down tha long grey road
jus' kickin down tha long grey road.
Life's got spikes, ain't got no feathers.
feelin my boundries with these short cold fetters
My crops stopped growin, my blade ain't sharp
can't play worth a , and can't catch no carp
My pa tol' me true, life ain't kind
try ta play it smiles bound ta lose yo' mind.
So please miz, hope ya don mind
Gunna sit with my song and jus bide my time.
cuz yanno, jus' as it goes
i'll be headin down 'at long grey road.
jus' kickin down tha long grey road.
it's not my time, to just git an' go
so i'm waitin now, till i grow ol'
Got my shoes, got my shirt
Got my pants, an' got plenty o' dirt.
What's commin to me, only time will tell
jus' waitin an singin, till i go ta hell.
so please don mind
jus bidin my time
jus' playin my song
cuz it wont be too long
afore i'm headin down tha long grey road.
jus' kickin down tha long grey road.
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