Who's Gonna Fill Their Shoes - George Jones

(Somebody got to help me) Tell me who. whos gonna fill their shoes (know what Im talking about) Tell me who.whos gonna fill their shoes Theyre the ones who made the blues Whos gonna fill their shoes. (Thats what I need help about) Down in the delta.Old sun house Hard luck and trouble what he was singing about Robert Johnson heard it made it his own He got it started Now we got to carry on Tell me who.whos gonna fill their shoes Theyre the ones who made the blues Whos gonna fill those big shoes Muddy Waters.Howlin Wolf.Willie Dixon... Sonny Boy too Little Walter.Otis Spann.Jimmy Reed I say .Magic Sound Tell me whowhos gonna fill those shoes Theyre the ones who made the blues Whos gonna fill those great big shoes. (Tell me) BB n Albert.and Freddie their the King.they ruled the world by bending those guitar strings Johnnie n Lightnin and Stevie Ray Lord knows we got a debt to pay Tell me whowhos gonna fill those big shoes (Tell me) Theyre the ones who made the blues Whos gonna fill those shoes Tell me who.whos gonna fill those shoes (Tell me) Tell me who.whos gonna fill those shoes(That Ill be hard to do) Theyre the ones who made the blues Whos gonna fill those shoes

(Oh, oh, oh) There is no rose without a thorn No rain without the storm(Oh, oh, oh) There is no laughter without tears No wisdom without years (Oh, oh, oh) In a world gone crazy Torn between the roads That we must choose Win or lose If every soul should lose it's way If every face should lose it's name Tell me who's gonna stop the rain? (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) Each day another boy and girl Sets foot into this world (Oh, oh, oh) One reaches out to touch the sky One never learns to fly (Oh, oh, oh) Where is it written in the stone That any child should walk alone Out on their own? If no one tries to end this game Or find a way to ease the pain Tell me who's gonna stop the rain? (Oh, oh, oh) Who's gonna stop the rain? I said, who's gonna stop the rain? Hey, hey, yeah How many rivers must we cross before we learn That the flood is rising high And the bridges all have burned Each time another dream is washed into the sea It's another piece of you It's another piece of me Oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh) Sure as the blood runs through your veins Sure as the falling rain, oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh) We'll taste the tears of each defeat The bitter and the sweet, yeah, oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh) As the days grow colder Wonder if we'll ever see the sun When winter comes, yeah If no one stands to take the weight If no one answers to the blame Tell me who's gonna stop the rain? (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) Who's gonna stop the rain? If every soul should lose it's way If every face should lose it's name If no one tries to end this game Or find a way to ease the pain Who's gonna stop the rain? (Oh, oh, oh) If no one stands to take the weight If no one answers to the blame Tell me who's gonna stop? Who's gonna stop ... the rain? (Oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh) Who's gonna stop the rain?

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby