Kiss me, out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, (Swing, swing) Swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and
Take my sorrow and my sin I will run into Your arms again Hold me Father Once again my tears are dried By Your perfect love that's river-wide Over-flowing
Trust in the Lord with all your heart Lean not on your own understanding In all of your ways acknowledge Him And He will make your path straight Don't
There she goes There she goes again Racing through my brain And I just can't contain This feeling that remains There she goes There she goes again Pulsing
Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly beside the green green grass Swing, swing, swing that spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear
Перевод: Фелисити: старший саундтрек Год. Мелодия из вас [шесть пенсов Non Richer].
Не знаменит, не молод, не богат, Но я в порядке, брат. О таких, как я, не беспокоятся. "Крепкий гад", - говорят. Отец был боксёром. Я что-то вроде папы
at my nieces and nephews picture They say don't let this cruel world get ya Kinda suspicious Swearing one day you might leave me For someone that's richer
c. given to me by chuck d. That’s deep as I look at all the videos. Wack stage shows, wack page flows. Biters non-rythm writers. (example the sample).
help some need there ass kicked And some would never learn to earn their own way living of their daddy had he not been rich They'd be broker than a joke
proof liquor welcome to the dooms day dawning Hot like the sun, no time to relax we pack the dooms day gun. Chorus Call me a drifter, richer when i
money talk, can you answer me? Before the answer was a 3 I was down in Georgetown with a Hoya chick, lawyer chick Sure he's rich now cause he saw the
stop this pimpin (MJG) Ain't no way I can control my P.I See why women hit the strip and wanna be my bitch (bitch) Break them heels off and make me rich
alright, on tight Watch out, pushing on tonight, it's crazy Don't hold back, I'ma put it where it's suppose to be at And that's non-stop, party-hoppin
me to live in!) Minor drug offenders fill your prisons you don't even flinch All our taxes paying for your wars against the new non-rich x2 [Daron] The
3 bands for a 9 piece chicken dinner Young bounce right back like a rubberband Bought a whip look yall No hands Topless stop this Where?s your roof? All this non
[Chorus - Big & Rich] Well he ain't broke yet but he's sho' nuff bendin' Well he ain't broke yet but he's sho' nuff bendin' Well he ain't broke yet but
all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time for sittin in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich