Clusters of Rice Plants - Ilid Kaolo

I've had a lot of good years I missed as they rolled on by Now, here I am, just a kid goin' on 35 I've played my songs and played my part Played it wrong and played some hearts Lived the highs and lows, in-betweens of this thing called life I learned college ain't near long enough And Natty Light's the good stuff Learned to find a damn good dog and a damn good girl I learned losin' Dad can make ya pretty tough Becomin' one makes you grow on up And the color pink and curls can rock a grown man's world I learned Sunday mornin' ain't the only time for forgivin' And love's where you find the life part of livin' Y'all, a six string and some words is worth the time And when you can't find an empty seat, and lighters fill the night And call your mama, call your friends Make some new ones, make amends And when the tears build up, just let 'em fly I learned college ain't near long enough And Natty Light's the good stuff I learned to find a damn good dog and a damn good girl I learned losin' Dad can make ya pretty tough Becomin' one makes you grow on up And the color pink and curls can rock a grown man's world I learned Sunday mornin' ain't the only time for forgivin' And love's where you find the life part of livin' And when the Lord smiles, just take it in When the Devil swings, take it on the chin When the going gets tough hit your knees When you got a song to sing, sing I learned college ain't near long enough And Natty Light's the good stuff Learned to find a damn good dog and a damn good girl I learned losin' Dad can make ya pretty tough Becomin' one makes you grow on up And the color pink and curls can rock a grown man's world I learned Sunday mornin' ain't the only time for forgivin' And love's where you find the life part of livin'

I am a man of constant sorrow I have seen trouble all my day I've bid farewell to old Kentucky A state where I was born and raised For six long years I've been in trouble No pleasure here on earth I found For in this world I'm bound to travel I have no friends to help me now You may bury me in some deep valley For many years where I may lay Then you may learn to love another While I'm sleeping in my grave Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger My face, you'll never see no more But there is one promise that is given I'll meet you on God's golden shore

Oh Oh Oh It's a Trap! It's a Trap!

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