R.L. Burnside Nothin' Man歌词

Goin' down South, I'm going down South Goin' down South, I'm going down South Where the chilly wind don't blow I'm going with you, babe, I'm going with you babe I'm going with you, babe, I'm going with you baby I don't care where you go Some other ma

Where did you come from You're no stranger How I know you will return so I won't be sad D.A.R.L.I.N.G In this harbor of a room you'll find your anchor soon in the parting of our ways may it never happen any way In the highest blackened moon there'd b

I wish you'd climb up my window Climb into bed and lay with me We can believe that just for one night Things were the way they used to be I wish we could laugh without a reason When it was real and not pretend Now that I'm back it makes me wonder If

I wanna go somewhere where we can party up and be alone Get in the back set of your caddy, fog it up and let it go Carve my initials in the dust, we're 'bout lo let 'em so you know (carve my initials in the dust, we're 'bout lo let 'em so you know) T

Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm a fool Maybe I don't know how to love But maybe I do Maybe you know more then me But this much is true This little heart and brain of mine say, We're through with you! And I wonder does it blow your mind, That I'm leavi

Even if we're wrong Girls are always right Even if we lie Girls are always... What you gonna say, What you gonna say, say When I tell you that I know you lie What you gonna do, What you gonna do, do When I'm packing my things tonight Without you, I'm

Was crying all night I slept until noon I just wanna lie in My living room I know in my heart That your not the one So I'll just stay home Watch VH1 My girlfriends know what to do They know what to say, Oh My girlfriends to the rescue Come take me aw

You wanna call me baby You wanna earn my love You wanna give me everything That I've been dreaming of You're dancing all up on me Expecting something more But shouldn't I kno-know who you are If I'm gonna be yours? Hey boy tell me If you'll be there

Reality, ain't always the truth Rhymes equal actual life, in the youth I lived in a spot called millbrooke projects The original criminal minded rap topic With twenty cents in my pocket I saw the light If you're young gifted and black, you got no rig