breviaries had left their tapestries on the window And we were all silenced by the sad mildew cloud that followed around I wish I was back in the land
foe, 'Cause I've no fear of dying, I'll go when I'm good and ready, I snatch a glimpse of the light's eternal rays, I see a tunnel, I stand amazed, At
I can hear the truck tires coming up the gravel road And its not like her to drive that slow, nothin's on the radio Footsteps on the front porch, I hear
one who tell him Me and Gol bringin chall??, and cut 'em pussy walls I be on some wang weird shit wish me dog cause I can bring it left like Lou Rawls