a poster and they're still after me Well I've worked up in the gold mines and I've logged up in the hills Come spring I'd drive the herds up, come fall
runnin' in them bricks, cook it, cut it, sell it One time for my daddy, Rabbit, up in Heaven Ever since my nigga died I've been strapped up and ready Come
An Old Sunday ------------- Atticus of an old Sunday When you past me sitting on the step On the porch, waiting for thunder And all of you came by like
on a lucky wheel of seventeen I think I'm gonna live to be a hundred and three Feel like wild card, what you say? A slice of the night, gonna come my
Dropkick Murphys - CAPTAIN KELLY'S KITCHEN (COURTIN' IN THE KITCHEN) Come single guy and gal unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love It's the devil
In the Lex we gettin' blunted Fuckin' hoes and countin' money Niggas bout anything head bustin' and rap hustlin' Niggas that seventeen playin' wit cake
COORTIN' IN THE KITCHEN Come single belle and beau, to me now pay attention And love, I'll plainly show, is the divil's own invention. For once I fell
when you get the boot Slidin' down the banister in your Sunday suit Lyin' on a slag heap of blankets and magazines She's only thirty-five goin' on seventeen
, seventeen Got my hands on the wheel But my mind is on Jeen Her silhouette I can?t forget But I?m gonna ask her yet My brother's truck, my Sunday slacks
Everything you say, everything you do Will come back to stand with you Everything you trust, everything you feel Will come back to kneel with you Oh
Come single guy and gal unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love It's the devil's own invention For once he fell in love with a maiden so bewitching
night, seventeen Got my hands on the wheel But my mind is on Jeen Her silhouette I can't forget I'm gonna ask her yet My brothers truck, my Sunday slacks
Verse One: Turk In the Lex we gettin blunted Fuckin hoes and countin money Niggas bout anything head bustin and rap hustlin Niggas that seventeen playin
That's how Ca$h Money Hot Boy$ play it, That's how Uptown Hot Boy$ play it, We gone lay it down [First Verse - BG] Washington and Freret on Sunday, they buck, jumpin Niggas on seventeen
Come single belle and beau unto me pay attention Don't ever fall in love - it's the devil's own invention Once I fell in love with a lady so bewitching
presents in the mail and Atticus, I was just thinking I could pray for you and all your friends there was a cloud of him, sunday fuller something to come
