packed, I'm jetting off Here I come, I'm landing, I'm landing But there's no one around me where I'm standing I'm nearly there, I'm counting, counting
Chorus: x2] Here I go I'm landing I'm landing But there's no one around me where I'm standing I'm nearly there I'm counting I'm counting Step by step
Translation: Tinchy Stryder. I'm Landing.
: x2] Here I go I'm landing I'm landing But there's no one around me where I'm standing I'm nearly there I'm counting I'm counting Step by step we climb
if I'm your first love But I'd love to be your last All I know is what I see when I look at you And all I see is what I'm feeling down inside And all
I've brought into this world Because I made one mistake folks say that I'm bad But they just don't understand the way I loved your dad Now I thought
I am bound for the Promised Land I am bound for the Promised Land Oh who will come and go with me? I am bound for the Promised Land When I shall reach
, uh In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land y'all Where loyalty is everything The M.A.F.I.A. forgives but never forgets Let me tell you In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land where
bother me I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as I can be Let me tell ya I said, big city, hard times never bother me I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as
I'm thinking right now Boy, you're making me crazy I'm wanting you, baby What are you doin'? I'm only human Boy, you're making me crazy I'm wanting
I'm Country, You can tell how i speak, I've lived by the creek. Cotton fields and pickin' tress are my earliest memories. I'm Country, Ain't scared to
I'm planning soon to go I'm on a firm foundation thats built with Gods own hand So now I started building a road to Gloryland Chorus I'm workin' on
I'm on my way, praise the Lord, I'm on my way I'm on my way to Canaan's land I'm on my way to Canaan's land I'm on my way to Canaan's land I'm on my
much too steep For broken, educated clowns like me But maybe true I was first to leave But now I'm begging you please My heart's on my sleeve And I'm
So I fiddle when I can, work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle The sun's comin' up, I got cakes
Ain't gonna marry in the spring 'Cause I'm in love with a pretty little girl Who wears a diamond ring And I'm just a country boy Money have I none But I
crazzies and the old wildcats Sawed off shotguns and coonskin caps That?s where I?m from and I?m proud to say I?m from the country and I like it that
