One, two, one, whee Young boy, done me bad, went and did him wrong Young boy, done me bad, I went and did him wrong And I got high, Lord, I got high Now I got a bone to pick with you And I'm sure you know it's true Oh, one day when you're looking back You were young and man, you were sad When you're young, you get sad When you're young, you get sad Then you get high Oh, man Young girl done you bad, and I went and did you wrong Young girl you done me bad, so I went and did you wrong And I got high, Lord, I got high Now you got a bone to pick with me but I wish you'd let me be Oh, one day when you're looking back You were young and man, you were sad When you're young, you get sad When you're young you get sad Then you get high, you get high Ooh, the days the rain would fall your way Ooh, the days the rain would fall your way Then you'd be high, 'cause you got sad 'Cause you got sad Oh, man Oh, man Oh, man Oh, man

When we are young age has no meaning I never gave it a second thought Until one day along came this old man And this is what he said to me And this is what he said to me I know what it is to be young But you, you don't know what it is to be old Someday, you'll be saying the same thing Time takes away so the story is told I've asked so many questions To the wise men i've met Couldn't find all the answers No one has as yet. There'll be days to remember Full of laughter and tears After summer, comes winter and so go the years So my friend. Lets make music together I'll play the old while you sing me the new In time when your young days are over There'll be some one sharing their time with you I know what it is to be young But you, you don't know what it is to be old So my friend. Lets make music together I'll play the old while you sing me the new In time when your young days are over There'll be some one sharing their time with you There'll be some one sharing their time with you

The night is filled with questions The darkness takes its toll Why did we take love for granted How could we lose control And I wonder as I lie here Not knowing where you are Was it as hard to be together As it is to be apart Was goodbye the answer I'm not sure anymore I just might trade the way it is For the way it was before And I still can't help but wonder Is it as lonesome where you are Was it as hard to be together As it is to be apart It hurt too much to just keep holding on But I know I've never spent a night this long And I swear it seems that letting go May leave a deeper scar Was it as hard to be together As it is to be apart Well it hurt too much to just keep holding on But I know I've never spent a night this long And I swear it seems that letting go May leave a deeper scar Was it as hard to be together As it is to be apart Was it as hard to be together As it is to be apart

I won't get drunk no more, no more, the old refrain it shines with use While you sop your bread in barley-wine, and mop your floor in tobacco juice So they kicked you out of paradise, grinned and locked the garden gate What those devils called your greatest sin, Gabriel and I called your great escape Where are you gonna run Tell me, where will you roam When you can't go home You can't go home Oh, pilgrim, you can't go home The gilded cage cannot contain the gypsies of the earth The poet and the tumbleweed discuss what rootlessness is worth And pity those who never felt inspiration's cold wet nose It wakes you up in the ditch where you're tumbling 'round where the four winds blow Where are you gonna run Tell me, where will you roam When you can't go home You can't go home Oh, pilgrim, you can't go home The polaroids of indio show desert flowers entwined Their nakedness has already been blasted by the sands of time But still you thought you sad Jane would wait for you till who knows when But that little girl's got a new tattoo to let you know you can't go home again Where are you gonna run Tell me, where will you roam When you can't go home You can't go home Oh, pilgrim, you can't go home So spin the wheel of St.Columba's and ride his golden calf Climb up the silver strings of the mandolin till you can hear the angels laugh And if rock and roll is more your thing, go ahead and wear the badge Cause chaos needs another king, a pillar of smoke who don't look back Where are you gonna run Tell me, where will you roam When you can't go home You can't go home Oh, pilgrim, you can't go home I'm dirty and torn, my tails hung out, a ship with tattered sails Been down and out, around the horn to chase the great white whale Across the night and across the day, I save my song for eternity Now here I find you gazing out of the window of St. James infirmary Where are you gonna run Tell me, where will you roam When you can't go home You can't go home Oh, pilgrim, you can't go home So keep rollin', rollin' down that road you're on Keep rollin', rollin' on, rollin' on Keep rollin', rollin' down that road that you're on Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' on

BP on the beat! Smokes, Glo! Blood gang man, All folks know how we rockin man Glo Gang or no gang man Stupid blunts man, stupid kush So motherfucking high right now man Got all these eights, Ion know where the fuck I'm at man, feel me? All type of whips outside M6's. all types of shit Aye bally, (aye bally) Aye aye, pass me the rolls (pass me the rolls) Aye, so I can ball (so I can ball) Bitches already know that we ballin (we ballin aye) I'm at the Mardi Gras, in New Orleans Choppas out, get them boys Got them dogs out, dogs sniffing, sniffing Runnin around your kitchen, where you're chilling Send my locksmith at yo' door Semi glock catch yo' folks See they glo, we posted on the glo block with big ass poles Brought the glo block out, no suburbs In my mansion bitch, you never heard Where it's at? you never know Try to follow me, I'ma blow I can be driving, still got the pipe Be driving and I still ah take your life Pull up on ya bitch I'm still taking flight I'm off the tooka and I'm still getting high And higher aye (Higher) Waiting for the days to go by, and byer aye Only thing that matter is the money aye Wake up in the morning yawning aye, in the morning Fucking hunnits, fucking thots Fuck niggas, fuck up your party, up your party Turn it to a pool party In my 290 Catch you, nobody Under him, aye, what is wrong with him? (all or nothing) Cuz I'm bipolar When he shooting, he shoot extra tho Have yo pipe up, catch you, rawlings Nigga we don't carry holsters Riding with a interlapse, ain't got time for that chitter chat Fuck nigga try and rob me get em back This choppa break a niggas back

A pretty young girl come down the mountain Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button A pretty young girl come down the mountain A long time ago Long time ago, long time ago A pretty young girl come down the mountain A long time ago First she'd blush and then she promised Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button First she'd blush and then she promised A long time ago Long time ago, long time ago First she'd blush and then she promised A long time ago She carved two names in a white oak sapling Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button She carved two names in a white oak sapling A long time ago Long time ago, long time ago She carved two names in a white oak sapling A long time ago She'd brush her hair, she change the weather Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button She'd brush her hair, she change the weather A long time ago Long time ago, long time ago She carved two names in a white oak sapling A long time ago She'd turn her head in the congregation Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button She'd turn her head in the congregation A long time ago Now all are gone and who remembers? Lindsey Button, Lindsey Button Now all are gone but this song remembers A long time ago Long time ago, long time ago A pretty young girl come down the mountain A long time ago