You know my old car needs washing And the front yard needs a trim And the telephone keeps ringing And the bossman knows I know its him And the bills ain't gonna pay themselves No matter anyway Cause I ain't in no hurry today There's nothing wrong with an old cane fishing pole And the smell of early spring Sit down in a fold-up easy chair On a quiet shady river bank Let the world go on without me Wouldn't have it any other way Cause I ain't in no hurry today Ain't in no hurry I'd Be a fool now to worry About all those things I can't change And the time that I borrow Can wait till tomorrow Cause I ain't in no hurry today When I must return To the cold cold ground Have 'em take their time When they lay this sinner down Heaven knows that I ain't perfect I've raised a little cain And I plan to raise a whole lot more Before I hear those angels sing (Gonna get right with the lord) But there'll be hell to pay But I ain't in no hurry Ain't in no hurry Be a fool now to worry About all those things I can't change And the time that I borrow Can wait till tomorrow Cause I ain't in no hurry Ain't in no hurry Ain't in no hurry today

No Hurry Uh huh Yo I got this No worries Handling business like No Hurry So thirsty Don't worry baby No Hurry It wouldn't be the first time I'm learning Yeah Who hurt you Somebody gonna be getting these hands boo You worth it Well You already in my room so Lip service Pillow talk reworded uh Cheap version I aint your man keep searching Don't take my word and reverse it I got it copyrighted Baby you written in cursive Curvy and curly diversion Running your mouth witta purpose Guessing I'm making you nervous That's so like you You twerking and chirping, disturbing This aint about you girl I got this No worries Handling business like No Hurry So thirsty Don't worry baby No Hurry It wouldn't be the first time I'm learning So who's lurking Who's gonna be learning their 101s They don't deserve it, I put the work in Rest in pieces all you one-and-dones Dennis Rodmans under my Jordans, I'm Stepping up into my final form yeah Blessed the waters of Jordan, he's Drinking it deep, let it course through him By the skin of his teeth Buying him time til he turned to me Wait I'm learning you see, pay Attention you always were cheap I'm herding the sheep, and slaughtering wolves You don't see through the wool, nah Go sleep, I got this Been lifting bars this boy so swoll now And when'd he get so hard, this world so cold now Mama watching her Soul Child Young Rose Froze Stoned Smile gone, for a While now but Spring coming With the heat Brethren

Who are these ones who would lead us now To the sound of a thousand guns Storm the gates of hell itself To the tune of a single drum Where are the girls of the neighborhood bars Whose loves were lost at sea In the hills of France and on German soil From Saigon to Wounded Knee Who come from long lines of soldiers Whose duty was fulfilled In the words of a warrior's will And protocol Where are the boys in their coats of blue Who flew when their eyes were blind Was God in town for the Roman games Was he there when the deals were signed Who are the kings in their coats of mail Who rode by the cross to die Did they all go down into worthiness Is it wrong for a king to cry And who are these ones who would have us now Whose presence is concealed Whose nature is revealed In a time bomb And last of all you old seadogs Who travel after whale You'd storm the gates of hell itself For the taste of a mermaid's tail Who come from long lines of skippers Whose duty was fulfilled In the words of a warrior's will And protocol

Upon the Bitter Green she was The hills above the town Echoed to the footsteps As soft as eider down Waiting for her master To kiss away her tears Waiting through the years Bitter Green they called her Walking in the sun Loving everyone that she met Bitter Green they called her Waiting in the sun Waiting for someone to take her hand Some say he was a sailor Who died away at sea Some say he was a prisoner Who never was set free Lost upon the ocean He died there in the mist Dreaming of a kiss Bitter Green they called her Walking in the sun Loving everyone that she met Bitter Green they called her Waiting in the sun Waiting for someone to take her home. Musical Interlude But now, that Bitter Green is gone The hills have turned to rust There comes a weary stranger His tears fall in the dust Kneeling by the churchyard In the autumn mist Dreaming of a kiss Bitter Green they called her Walking in the sun Loving everyone that she met Bitter Green they called her Waiting in the sun Waiting for someone to take her hand Bitter Green they called her Walking in the sun Loving everyone that she met Bitter Green they called her Waiting in the sun Waiting for someone To take her hand

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand Now, I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go Out on runway number nine a big 707's set to go And I'm stuck here in the grass where the cold wind blows Now, the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast Well, there she goes, my friend, well she's going down at last Hear the mighty engines roar - see the silver bird on high She's away and westward bound - far above the clouds she'll fly There the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time This old airport's got me down - it's no earthly good to me 'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground as cold and drunk as I can be You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So, I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So, I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain

Turn around go back down go back the way you came Can't you see the flash of fire ten times brighter than the day And behold the mighty city broken in the dust again Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again Turn around go back down go back the way you came Babylon is laid to waste Egypt's buried in her shame Their mighty men are beaten down the kings are fallen in the ways Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again Turn around go back down go back the way you came Terror is on everyside though the leaders are dismayed Those who put their faith in fire in fire their faith shall be repaid Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again Turn around go back down go back the way you came Shout a warning to the nations that the sword of god is raised On Babylon that mighty city rich in treasure wide in fame It shall cause thy towers to fall and make it be a pyre of flame Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again Thou that dwell on many water rich in treasure wide in fame Bow unto a god of gold thy pride of might shall be thy shame Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again And only God can lead the people back into the earth again Thy holy mountain be restored thy mercy on thy people Lord