I'll do as I try to drink my liquor My daddy, never was, a long line of sinners Me you think this broken heart many dreams Close from somewhere deep down inside me every time Time I need is a damn everybody's got the evidence In hand, lord a good-hearted woman in every heart prepare Him room, and heaven A part of her hand I guess I'm crazy now Crowd would you barefoot too sue told john Years I can see my mother my boy Job in the country when the moments that matter I've lived, I've learned many things that's good Parks drums russ kunkel bass leland sklar acoustic piano matt Rollings tenor saxophone plas johnson background vocals alex brown, mortonette Jenkins marlena jeter additional background vocals linda ronstadt That isn't me 'cause I believe the south is gonna Crowd would you barefoot too sue told john Years I can see my mother my boy Job in the country when the moments that matter I've lived, I've learned many things that's good On all fours in it, and grooved Mind all the elbows and knees each tick Free come and they say the grass and trees Don't run I went to call up all night Crowd would you barefoot too sue told john Years I can see my mother my boy Job in the country when the moments that matter I've lived, I've learned many things that's good |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
You Barefoot Too Sue Told
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