Fishin' In The Dark - Lyrics - What If? - Emerson Drive

Title: Fishin' In The Dark
Album: What If?
Artist: Emerson Drive
Composer(s): Wendy Waldman, Jim Photoglo

Lyric:
Lazy yellow moon comin' up tonight
Shinin' through the trees
Crickets are singin' and the lightning bugs are floatin' on the breeze
Baby, get ready

Across the field where the creek turns back
By the ol' stump road
I'm gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows
Baby, get ready

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow

Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you

Spring is almost over and the summer's comin'
The days are gettin' long
Waited all winter for the time to be right, just to take you along
Baby, get ready

And it don't matter if we sit forever
And the fish don't bite
Jump in the river and cool ourselves from the heat of the night
Baby, get ready

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow

Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow

Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow

Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you

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Up In Here - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Up In Here
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Kaseem Dean

Lyric:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
And all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight

There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, 'cause everytime
You come around, it's like what I just gotta get my dick sucked

And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin' to
But I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
And we all thought you loved yourself

But that couldn't have been the issue or maybe
They just sayin' that, now 'cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you that's why you layin'
On your back, lookin' at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin' the truth and it hurts

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here

Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
'Cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
To be fuckin' with me and you, you ain't strong enough

So whatever it is you puffin' on that got you think that you Superman
I got the kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors

You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours and everybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like so?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go

I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin' over puss
That don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
Who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, man

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here

I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin' put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin' lest you tryin' to end up red
'Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead

'Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up north type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water

We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out

Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin'
You know who gon' find you? Who? Some old man fishin'
Grandma wishin' your soul's at rest
But it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here

Hold up, err
One, two, meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-Ders gon' meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ers gon' meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-ies gon' meet me outside

Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
Meet me outside, outside motherfucker

X is got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again

Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again

Dark Man keep you bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again
Dark Man keep you bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce bouncin' again

All my streets they bouncin' again bouncin'
Again, we're bouncin' again
Swizz, Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin' again and we bouncin' again
Double R keep it comin', ain't nuttin' y'all, ain't nuttin' y'all can do, now

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Party Up - Lyrics - And Then There Was X - Dmx

Title: Party Up
Album: And Then There Was X
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Kaseem Dean

Lyric:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before suck my dick
And all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight

There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, 'cause every time
You come around, it's like what, I just gotta get my dick sucked

And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin' to
But I'm not him, aight Slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
And we all thought you loved yourself

But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe they just sayin' that
Now 'cause they miss you, shit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin' on your back, lookin' at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin' the truth and it hurts

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
'Cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
To be fuckin' with me and you, you ain't strong enough

So whatever it is you puffin' on that got you thinkin' that you Superman
I got the kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors

You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and everybody know
Your old man say, "You're stupid", you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"

I'm tired of weak ass niggaz, whinin' over puss
That don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
Who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, man

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin', put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin' lest you tryin' to end up red
'Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead

'Cause youse a soft type nigga, fake up north type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter

The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin' his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out

Listen, your ass is about to be missin'
You know who gon' find you? Who? Some old man fishin'
Grandma wishin' your soul's at rest
But it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here

Hold up! Err
One, two, meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ryders gon' meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ballers, gon' meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly ladies, gon' meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street, street peoples meet me outside
Meet me outside, outside motherfucker

X is got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
Dark Man keep you bouncin' again

Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
Dark Man keep you bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, bounce, bouncin' again
All my streets they bouncin' again
Bouncin' again, we're bouncin' again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin' again
Bouncin' again and we bouncin' again
Double R keep it comin', ain't nothin' y'all
Ain't nothing y'all can do, now

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Tangled Up In Blue - Lyrics - Whitlams

Title: Tangled Up In Blue
Artist: Whitlams
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wonderin' if she had changed at all
If her hair was still red

And her folks had said our lives together
It sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough

And she was standin' on the side of the road
As rain's fallin' on my shoes
I'm heading out for the old East Coast
Lord, knows I've paid some dues gettin' through
Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force

So we drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best

Then she turned around and looked at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder
"We're gonna meet again someday on a avenue?
We got tangled up in blue

So I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was looking out to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix

But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind me
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind and I just grew
Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear

Then later on as the crowd thinned out
I was just about to do the same
She was standing there at the back of the chair
Singin', "Tell me, don't I know your name?"

I muttered somethin' underneath the breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent to tie the lace of my shoe
We got tangled up in blue

So she lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello", she said
"You look like the silent type"

Then she opened up a book of poems
Handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
In the thirteenth century

And every one of those words rang true
Glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it's written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves
Something inside of him died
She had to sell everything they owned
And froze up inside

And when finally as the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew
We got tangled up in blue

Now I'm goin' back again
Got to get to her somehow
All the people that we used to know
They're illusion to me now

Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives
We don't know how this got started
Don't know what we do with our lives

Me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We didn't always see the same
And we start it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue

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The Trawlerman'S Song - Lyrics - Shangri-La - Mark Knopfler

Title: The Trawlerman'S Song
Album: Shangri-La
Artist: Mark Knopfler
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler

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Lyric:
We're taking on the water, diesel and stores
Layin' up awhile before I'm back on board
They're patching her up
To go fishin' again, fishin' again
Weldin' her rudder, scrubbin' her keel
Scars on her belly need time to heal
In the dock
With the trawlermen

I know all the people
There's nobody new
Soon we'll be leavin' with the same old crew
On the greener water
The tumbling sea
They ain't running like the good old days
Time's just slipping down the old slipways
In the dock
So dear to me

Dark is the night
And I need a guiding light to keep me
From founderin' on the rocks
My only prayer
Is just to see you there at the end
Of my wandering back in the dock
La
Lalala
Laa lala
Laa lala

I could use a layoff getting my strength back
But there's a loan to pay off and a few skipjack
So it's a turnaround
Back in the southerly wind, southerly wind
Pirates coming in to steal our gold
You can count yourself lucky with a profit in the hold
In the dock
When we come in

Dark is the night
And I need a guiding light to keep me
From founderin' on the rocks
My only prayer
Is just to see you there at the end
Of my wandering back in the dock
Back in the dock
Laa lala
Laa lala

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Tangled Up In Blue - Lyrics - Blood On The Tracks - Bob Dylan

Title: Tangled Up In Blue
Album: Blood On The Tracks
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wonderin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red

Her folks, they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough

And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the east coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through
Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force

We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark, sad night
Both agreeing it was best

And she turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue"
Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was lucky to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix

But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women, but she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear

And later on when the crowd thinned out
I was just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"

I muttered somethin' underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type"

Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century

And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And we froze up inside

And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue

So now I'm goin' back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now

Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters' wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives

But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue

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Deliverance - Lyrics - Deliverance - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Deliverance
Album: Deliverance
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Warren Mathis, Tim Mosley, Jimmy Douglass

Lyric:
I've been travelin' for some time
With my fishin' pole and my bottle of shine
On these long dark dusty roads
I'm lookin' there's nowhere to go
I guess I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
Oh I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way

I left out from mama's with my thumb in the wind
The leaves on the ground, winter's comin' again
Solid on the surface as I crumble within
But legends are made out of vulnerable men
So on the brink of death I still manage livin' life
'Cause so rarely in this world are these chances given twice

I indeed sold my soul, without glancing at the price
No instructions when I was handed this device
But with what I did get, I was more than generous
Put others over self on several instances
But I'm back on my feet without a hint of bitterness
And one way or another I shall have deliverance, so I say

I've been travelin' for some time
With my fishin' pole and my bottle of shine
On these long dark dusty roads
I'm lookin' there's nowhere to go
I guess I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way

Can you recall a time people loved you unconditionally?
Toast in the new south, this one is for history
Then I slipped fell and caused the number's injury
Called the same people and it's yo you just missed them B
This the formula, dammit Bubba you had it
Why'd you have to keep it Polo and New Balance?

Then they start to question whether you a true talent
Or just a redneck substance abuse addict
So then you hide away just to try to find your way
And now they back to callin' you 200 times a day
I want all y'all to know, good or bad I'll remember it
And 10 million sold in the name of my deliverance

I've been traveling for some time
With my fishin' pole and my bottle of shine
On these long dark dusty roads
I'm lookin' there's nowhere to go
I guess I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way

Nothing could atone for the pain you've endured
The blood you shed is still stainin' your velor
You took your wealth and knowledge and gave it to the poor
Only to discover that your savior's manure
Accepted me as kin, put before your younger brother
They put a lot on us hardly knowin' one another

I honestly can say that over time I've come to love you
Now we all are brothers and together no one can touch us
It hauls me with regret I never met your baby girl
She's an angel on your shoulder helpin' us to save the world
This musical marriage is no coincidence
On my mama Timmy baby we shall have deliverance, so we say

I've been travelin' for some time
With my fishin' pole and my bottle of shine
On these long dark dusty roads
Lookin' there's nowhere to go
I guess I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way
I gotta hide away, far away
'Cause I gotta find a way, to find my way

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Tangled Up In Blue - Lyrics - Great White

Title: Tangled Up In Blue
Artist: Great White
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red

Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough

And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through

Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess
But I used a little too much force

We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best

She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say, over my shoulder
We'll meet again someday on the avenue

Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
I never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was lucky to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix

But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind and I just grew

Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear

And later on the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Sayin', Jackie, don't I know your name?

I muttered somethin' underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe

Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello, she said, you look like the silent type
Then she opened up a book of poems and handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet from the thirteenth century

And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you

Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside

And one day finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew

Tangled up in blue

So now I'm goin' back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now

Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives

But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view

Tangled up in blue

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Talking Fishing Blues - Lyrics - This Right Here Is - Buck 65

Title: Talking Fishing Blues
Album: This Right Here Is
Artist: Buck 65
Composer(s): Woodie Guthrie

Lyric:
I went down to the fishing hole
And I set down with my fishing pole
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait
And Jerked me out in the middle of the lake
Huh, it was some jump boy
I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I drug out three old rubber boots
A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop
(Nothin' but Junk so I handed it in for National Defence)

Settin' in a boat with a bucket of beer
Hadn't caught nothin' but didn't much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little woman right by my side
(Takin' it easy, just waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours)
(I was busy)

When you go fishin', tell y' what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
Take a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole
Throw it way out in th' middle of th' hole
Find you a good shady tree and then just set down
(Go to sleep, forget all about it, can't catch nothin' here anyways)

Well, I walked out to a sandy bar
And I caught myself a big alligator gar
Drug him home across my back
Tail was dragging a mile and a half
Flippin' an' floppin', I sold him for a quarter
(Shot craps, got in Jall)

Jumped in the river and went down deep
There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there asleep
Well, I jumped on his back and rode him all aroun'
Saddled him up and I came into town
People came runnin', lookin', dogs a-barkin'
(Kids a-squallin')

Early one mornin' I took me a notion
To go out fishin' in the middle of the ocean
Well, throwed me a line, I got me a shark
I didn't get him home till way past dark
(Was he a man-eater, tough customer)
(But he wasn't quite tough enough)

Late last night I had me a dream
I was out fishin' in a whiskey stream
Baited my hook with apple-jack
Threw out a drink, drug a gallon back
(Done pretty good till the creek run dry)
(I give the fish back to the finance company)

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Talking Fishing Blues - Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

Title: Talking Fishing Blues
Artist: Woody Guthrie
Composer(s): Woodie Guthrie

Lyric:
I went down to the fishing hole
And I set down with my fishing pole
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait
And Jerked me out in the middle of the lake
Huh, it was some jump boy
I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I drug out three old rubber boots
A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop
(Nothin' but Junk so I handed it in for National Defence)

Settin' in a boat with a bucket of beer
Hadn't caught nothin' but didn't much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little woman right by my side
(Takin' it easy, just waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours)
(I was busy)

When you go fishin', tell y' what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
Take a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole
Throw it way out in th' middle of th' hole
Find you a good shady tree and then just set down
(Go to sleep, forget all about it, can't catch nothin' here anyways)

Well, I walked out to a sandy bar
And I caught myself a big alligator gar
Drug him home across my back
Tail was dragging a mile and a half
Flippin' an' floppin', I sold him for a quarter
(Shot craps, got in Jall)

Jumped in the river and went down deep
There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there asleep
Well, I jumped on his back and rode him all aroun'
Saddled him up and I came into town
People came runnin', lookin', dogs a-barkin'
(Kids a-squallin')

Early one mornin' I took me a notion
To go out fishin' in the middle of the ocean
Well, throwed me a line, I got me a shark
I didn't get him home till way past dark
(Was he a man-eater, tough customer)
(But he wasn't quite tough enough)

Late last night I had me a dream
I was out fishin' in a whiskey stream
Baited my hook with apple-jack
Threw out a drink, drug a gallon back
(Done pretty good till the creek run dry)
(I give the fish back to the finance company)

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Likkle Youth Man Dem - Lyrics - Boot Camp Clik

Title: Likkle Youth Man Dem
Artist: Boot Camp Clik
Composer(s): Powell Williams Yate P Hendricks, Mcnair Yate

Lyric:
Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

Likkle Youth Man dem said, "What's up trooper?"
No disrespect, to Timothy, 'cuz I know how the Utah
You a true star, shine ya light no matter what ya mood for
I got my eye on you, 'cuz you represent the future

We be ya gun busters, your gold rushers
Quick to touch and stuff ya, D.O. quicker picker upper, truth

My mind dwellin', there's no tellin' who you see whore
Ac' and night, pass to the right, 'cuz the weed cause speed ball
Through time laughin', jokin', smokin', talkin' about AK blastin'

Don't make me madder than I am already
Despite it might be a fight, between a loose bullet and a machete
I'm steadily raisin my voice to prove a point
Better be on point, or join inside to put my joint
Like Spike, we might desice to act up
You relax, huh, it was Likkle Youth Man, the attacker

Likkle Youth Man Dem, Likkle, Likkle Youth Man
You can take a walk wit me and see
Likkle, Likkle, Youth Man Dem, Likkle Youth Man
To the other side of the Timberland tree

Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

What it is? And welcome to the real world, Dig'
I'm not tryin' to prophecize, I just wanna see ya life
But you insist on bee in face, to let the world mind them
Die die, gon, you curse your mother, wit no problem
And steal a chicken, act fly, you couldn't hold back the cry
When officer mon come give your last pat on ya back side
Offi' take a look at eye, no meet 'em trife and bar
Because I choose Jah and live as Rastafari

You can, touch me, hear me, smell, see and feel me
I pray to God, that makes me real G O D

I see young bloods in the street yards
Talkin' 'bout, peace, God, seen God, became a piece
And nigga slang how hard, to be, but I take you through
If you got a few, do it right, somethin' like the God rule, the yonder do

I see what you mean, I feel, my brother's don't listen
But how to capitalize, is how my rod is fishin'
Deep sea, water, time is gettin' shorter
So books and things, they get tossed upon the brawler

Yea, but a lesson learned is a jewel earned for the keepin'
So I stay reachin' and keep my ass out the precinct

So, whose to say, crews today
Is really what them bullshit out there, that niggas is tryin' to say
Everything I hear, niggas talk about that
They be walkin' the streets, and be off wit the gat
Niggas act like you know, if you don't know how to act
Then ya set ya self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap

We are the wickedest gunn from outta New York
People them talk about them gunn out the buck
You want them to get just brought up, you fooled up
War is in the midst, and the richie wound up deader

Just the other day, my man from around the way
Used to brag to me, how he smoked a pound a day
He said, "Resistance" niggas get hit up wit the instance
Struck from a far, boyakah from a distance

Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

As I knowledge the environment, I ascend
On a mission, reminiscin' bout memories missin'
Wishin' bout moves I should of made
Games I should of never played
Nights I should of stayed in the crib

It's been a while since my sun shine
So many dark clouds out tryin' to smother mine
As soon as my boot touch asphalt
Plain clothes and those molds, bee min at my grill, tryin' assault
Out my features, sayin' I match pictures
They had in they possession, said they wanted out for question

No lesson soon that we know never
Where I'm goin', what I'm doin', who, showin' who's proven
All I see is fools gluin' on the corner snoozin'
Choosin' routes that leave them ass out, straight loosin'
Whose in the case to faced for some irrelevant cause
Fightin' was that keep the people back off the walls

Of course you be lookin' out, like feel look out on the spot
'Bout be tooken out, jakes stickin' out, where we hangin' out
So while I'm just tryin' to see how you makin' out
What you thinkin' 'bout, who you thinkin' 'bout
Seein' if it's me then, will it be to make a meanin'
Right now, seems to be the place

Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

Ride wit me, so easily
To the other side of the Timberland tree
You can walk wit me, smoke freely
On the other of the Timberland tree

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Doin' That Rag - Lyrics - Grateful Dead

Title: Doin' That Rag
Artist: Grateful Dead
Composer(s): Robert C Hunter, Philip Lesh, Jerome J Garcia

Lyric:
Sittin' in Mangrove valley chasing light beams
Everything wanders from baby to Z
Baby, baby, babe, pretty it all on Tuesday
Old like a rum drinkin' demon at tea

Baby, baby, tell me what's the matter?
What, what tell me what's your why how?
Tell me why will you never come home?
Tell me what's your reason if you've got a good one

Everywhere I go the people all know
Everyone is doin' that rag
Everywhere I go the people all know
Everyone is doin' that rag

Take my line and go fishin' for a Tuesday
Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea
Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons
Couldn't find any better ones in the mornin' at three

The rain gonna come but the rain gonna go you know
Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file
Awful cold and dark like a dungeon
Maybe get a little bit dark before the day

Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters
Everyone is doin' that rag
Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters
Everyone's doin' that rag

You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset
No one is watchin' or standin' in your shoes
Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning
Everything promised is delivered to you

Don't neglect to pick up what your share is
All the winter birds are wingin' home now
Hey love, go and look around you
Nothing out there you haven't seen before now

Wading in the water and you'll never get wet
If you keep on doin' that rag
Wading in the water and you'll never get wet
If you keep on doin' that rag

One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild
And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve
Come back here, baby Louise
And tell me the name of the game that you play

Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?
Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?
Is it all fall down? Is it all go under?
...

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Do You Know Where You'Re Coming From? - Lyrics - Jamiroquai

Title: Do You Know Where You'Re Coming From?
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Marlon Hart, Toby Smith

Lyric:
Oh, do you know
Where you're comin' from?

Nothing is as clear
Imagine in your mind, oasis
Far a wide beyond our livin'
Sure enough I'm tired out tryin'
Hang on when this world is spinnin'

I was left out there was no light
There was no sound here in the dark
Fishin' around for meaning
But, I had to ask someone I knew
Not so far away from where I was
She said

?Hey, do you know where you're comin' from?
Do you know now where you're goin' to??
She said, ?Hey, have you been
Somewhere you've never ever been before??
I said, ?Well nothin' is as clear??

Nothin' is as clear without
Holdin' hand to gently guide you
Once that disappeared
But it's so close now that I'm here beside you
I was left down there was no light

There was no sound here in the dark
Fishin' around for meaning
I had to ask someone I knew
Not so far away from where I was
She said

?Hey, do you know where you're comin' from?
Hey, do you know now where you're goin' to??
She said "Hey, have you been
Somewhere you've never been before?
Now nothin' is as clear?

Oh, do you know, now where you're goin' to?
She said, "Hey, do you know now where you're comin' from?"
Hey, have you been somewhere you've never ever been before?
Nothin' is as clear!?

I was left down
I was left down
I was left down

Imagine in your mind, oasis
Far a wide beyond our livin'
Sure enough I'm tired out tryin' to
Hang on when this world is spinnin'

I was left out there was no light
There was no sound here in the dark
Fishin' around for meaning
But, I had to ask someone I knew
Not so far away from where I was
She said

?Oh, do you know where you're comin' from?
Hey, do you know where you're goin' to?
Hey, have you been somewhere you've never been before?
Oh, now nothin' can ever be as clear?

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