Well, I've had a wonderful career But I think it's quite queer So I'm writing this down in a song I just couldn't resist 'Cause it's a nice little twist And I think you'll agree this is just wrong I ain't never got to sing one with Willie And I've held it inside long enough Now I ain't too proud, I'm gonna shout it out loud I ain't never got to sing one with Willie Now I've heard him with Merle, Waylon, and Cash Jones and Toby, that man is totally gracious But I'm thinking: damn, why not me? We could even sing it on TV Just like him and old Julio Iglesias I ain't never got to sing one with Willie And I've held it inside long enough Now I ain't too proud, I'm gonna shout it out loud I ain't never got to sing one with Willie We've traveled back and forth Up and down all the highways Wherever our big buses can go But I think that it's great To finally sing one with Strait And our friends will all love it, I know (But I'm loving it, too, Willie) I finally get to sing one with Strait Well, I think that it's been long enough I'm mighty proud, just listen to the crowd I finally got to sing one with George Strait Look at me now, I'm singing with Willie Thank you, man, you just made my career Well, you shoulda said something, Strait I always thought we would sound great And I finally got to sing one with old George Yeah, I am really proud So I'm shouting it out loud I finally got to sing one With old George With old Willie

Lord I need a spliff Oh jah I need a lift yeah Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown So green, so clean You been there on the scene Even since you was a little seed So green, so clean Youll be there on the scene Even if it's time to reap yeah Deserve this irie healing It give I such an irie feeling Deserve this irie healing It give I such an irie feeling Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown So green, so clean You been there on the scene Even since you was a little seed yeah So green, so clean You been there on the scene Even when it's time to reap yeah Now some say that it's the Maui Waui, And some say that it's Jamaican Cali, Some say amsterdam Sensi's the best, Some say you can't taste the west, But I say, I say, I say, I say Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown So free up the herbs, man Free up the earth Free up the herbs, man Free up the earth yeah Free up, free up, free up jah, my marijuana Aaah Free up, free up, free up all the flora and fauna It would be an honour yeah Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown Nothing so sweet as your homegrown Nothing so sweet as your own homegrown So green, so clean You been there on the scene Even since you was a little seed yeah So green, so clean You been there on the scene Even when it's time to reap yeah Nothing so sweet as your homegrown

She told me lies, now they were special I wanted to hear all those lovely words I heard her one night in a club down in Texas She called herself the little songbird Songbird, sing me to sleep and ease my worried mind Songbird, can you repeat it, say it one more time Songbird, sing me to sleep and ease my worried mind Songbird, can you repeat it, say it one more time She sang it so so sweet, my ears're still ringin' She didn't mean to deceive me, now that I know She made it all up, that she was just singin' And they weren't lies, just part of the show Songbird, sing me to sleep and ease my worried mind Songbird, can you repeat it, say it one more time Songbird, sing me to sleep and ease my worried mind Songbird, can you repeat it, say it one more time

Shotgun Willie sits around in his underwear Bitin' on a bullet, pullin' out all of his hair A shotgun Willie has got all of his family there Well, you can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say You can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say You can't play music if you don't know nothin' to play A shotgun Willie sits around in his underwear Bitin' on a bullet, pullin' out all of his hair Shotgun Willie has got all of his family there Now, John T. Fours was workin' with the Klu Klux Klan The six foot five John T. was a hell of a man Made a lot of money sellin' sheets on the family plan A shotgun Willie sits around in his underwear Bitin' on a bullet and pullin' out all of his hair A shotgun Willie has got all of his family there

That big eight wheeler rolling down the track Means your true loving daddy ain't coming back 'Cause I'm moving on I'll soon be gone You were flying too high for my little old sky, so I'm moving on That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the Southland, we're coming to you And we're moving on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me so I've set you free and I'm moving on Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me 'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep moving me on, keep rolling on So shovel the coal, let this rattle a-roll and keep moving me on Mister engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler's the fastest in the southern land To keep moving me on, keep rolling on You're gonna ease my mind, put me there on time and keep rolling on I told you, baby, from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm moving on, I'm rolling on You've broken your vow and it's all over now, so I'm moving on You switched your engine, now I ain't got time For a trifling woman on my main line 'Cause I'm moving, you done your daddy wrong I've warned you twice, now you can settle the price 'cause I'm moving on But some day, baby, when you've had your play You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say "Keep moving on, you stayed away too long" I'm through with you, too bad you're blue, keep moving on

Ehi tu, sai di drammi e di nostalgie Le stesse che non mi dici mai, ma che poi amerei Ehi tu, sei la donna che poi hai sempre sognato Che nessuno ha mai davvero capito, ma lo sai che io Mi prenderò cura di te Anche quando il mondo non sogna Anche quando di colpo la timidezza ti farà stare in silenzio Anche quando poi il tempo ci cambierà, guarderemo il sole che tramonta E come un graffio sulla pelle brucia ancora, ma sarà l'ultima volta Sarà la tua Ehi tu, sai di New York e un po' di me Un po' un casino come te e, sì, lo so che lo sai Ehi tu, sei la donna che poi ho sempre sognato Che ti senti un po' sola l'ho capito, ma lo so che lo sai Mi prenderò cura di te Anche quando il mondo non sogna Anche quando di colpo la timidezza ti farà stare in silenzio Anche quando poi il tempo ci cambierà, guarderemo il sole che tramonta E come un graffio sulla pelle brucia ancora, ma sarà l'ultima volta Sarà la tua Voglia di sbagliare e di lasciarti viziare Forse è presto per lasciarti andare e farti volare Voglio amarti fino a non finire, fino a non tornare Prenderò i nostri giorni e mi prenderò cura di te Anche quando il mondo non sogna Anche quando di colpo la timidezza ti farà stare in silenzio Anche quando poi il tempo ci cambierà, guarderemo il sole che tramonta E come un graffio sulla pelle brucia ancora, ma sarà l'ultima volta Mi prenderò cura di te Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na Oh, oh-uoh, uoh-oh-oh Mi prenderò cura di te

My name is Jerry Lee Lewis, come from Louisiana I'm gonna do you a little boogie on this here piano Doing mighty fine, I'm gonna make you shake it I'll make you do it and make you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans, the land of dreams The best doggone place, son, you have ever seen The cats go wild, do a boogie that's hot My boogie woogie makes you want to stop and do the bop It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Aw, oh, boy Well, now let's cruise on down to old Memphis town That's where that Presley boy said, "You ain't nothing but a hound" But now you take my boogie, it keeps you in the groove Then your sacroiliac begins to shiver and a move It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Oh, boogie woogie when your hips start rockin' honey And your knees start knockin', Lewis boogie, Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day

"Vipassana is a science of mind and matter How the mind is influencing the body And later, how the body is influencing the mind" Yesterday? Forget it Tomorrow is? Nada The present is right here, through the breath, watch it Atheist Jesus piece, hangin' on a cross We sit and discuss God on lawn chairs About how we got here What it is, what it isn't, shit Fate versus faith, scrimmaging with coincidence Leave out the marketing, hold up on the business end Focus on the genuine, and everything else, you can shed the skin I was a couple moves away from being dead In that ER overdosing, eyes bleeding red I fell in love, made an album, got a buzz Lost it all, sobered up, and guess what? Now we meet again And now I'm back, finally just laughin' Expectations are resentments waiting to happen Studying the dharma, karma, vipassana practice Bahá'u'lláh, Buddha, God, to the mountaintop and I'm traveling Learning, yes, reflecting on what matters People, impermanence, lack of attachments It's space and time, a couple of man-made distractions The measure of a spirit that no human can ever capture Church, this booth is my Vatican I don't control life, but I can control how I react to it Student of the breath, brick beats and balancin' Desire versus truth until I finally find happiness I was put here to do something before I'm lying in that casket I'd be lying on the beat if I said I didn't know what that is The world's a stage and we play a character, I found him It took me 20-something years and a bunch of shitty soundchecks I'm not gonna be content 'til I find gratitude Regardless of my sales or the record deals they're handing you If the next generation takes our legacy and samples you We'll have a bunch of mp3s and misled kids to pass 'em to I use my veins to create the color I paint from Delve into self 'til my heart becomes my paint brush I told my mama I'm not stoppin' 'til my name's up Thinking those comments on that blog is gonna save us Searchin' for everything but God to validate you Get insecure and then we start blaming the haters Used to look to women to fill a part of me that was vacant Truth, the only thing that I ever used in moderation So I stare into this paper instead of sitting at a cubicle Take all the ugly shit inside and try to make it beautiful Use the cement from rock bottom and make it musical So the people can relate to where I've been Where I'm going, what I've seen, what I've heard From the guts, fuck the glory Just a person on a porch putting it all into recording Many in my past and many that came before me I just keep walkin' my path and blessed to share my story