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Coochie liquor 02:51 PM 10-14-2016
What are some of the best lyrically written songs that you listen too? Great lyrics are just as big a part as good music to go along with it. Put them both together in a song and you've done something pretty damn awesome. Here are my first 2 entries, both songs are by Mike Pinto. He's an amazing lyricist, and his songs kick ass. Ok CP, what ya got?


Knocked up

Betty got knocked up,
while the husband was locked up,
baby was unplanned,
and the papa was a mailman.
it was a special delivery,
with no signs of chivalry,
a knock at the door,
and Betty got what she was looking for,
on the bathroom floor.
Spread her legs as her husband served a 5-to-10,
even embezzling money form the government,
well fuck the government.
Shes a sucker for a man in uniform,
hes a mother-fucker lyin' called her beautiful,
both were good and ready,
Betty got sweaty,
you could cut the tension with a dull machete.
Oh, Betty got locked up,
husband was locked up,
answers to the name of Xavier,
tryin' his best to get out on good behavior.
Meanwhile, Bettys got a child inside her,
no man, no man could be her provider, or stand beside her

The mailman ain't convinced one bit,
he just thinks that Betty needs a man around to babysit.
Well it was cool when he was all up in her,
but hes stickin' around cooking no ones dinner, well its
too bad, the love that they had
faded to fast, you know the mailman couldn't last too long
too long, so here I go with another fucking love song.
Well Betty thinks its time to go to court,
cuz she could really use the child support,
but from the start you know that Betty had the case won,
the mailman's gonna need a second occupation
OoOoh
Betty got knocked up, husband was locked up
baby was unplanned, papa was a mailman
special delivery, HA,
no signs of chivalry, HA,
knock at the door and Betty got what she was looking for,
Looking back at all these things in retrospect
shes wonder when her heart? Xavier's gonna wring her neck.
He's gonna wring her neck,
her neck, her neck! Ooh!
And late one night she got a call on the telephone,
thought it was Xavier with the news he was coming home
but no, it was the mailman on the Coastal Highway
he went postal, shot somebody!
He said goodbye and he drove his car into the ocean,
she shed no tear cuz in her heart she was hopin'
to pay a visit to her lover in stripes,
"Ya know the babys got the mailmans eyes?"
Ooh! Betty got knocked up!
Betty got knocked up, YEA! YEA! YEA!
Yes she did, yes she did, yes she did.
Ooh, Betty got knocked up.


Tricky Nicki

Tricky Nicky always ran around town
She’s the type of girl who'll turn your frown upside-down
Five fucking minutes in the sack and you’ll return
With a dozen roses and some weed to burn
Shit you think I’m babbling but Nicky’s always dabbling
With coke she’ll smoke your grass, toss your ass like a javelin
Before you get thrown here’s advice of my own
You better take out a mother-fucking loan

And it goes...

Tricky Nicky’s gonna spread her disease
Don’t bother to play the father. She can’t have no babies
She’ll take your money and she’ll take your Benz
And for a tab of ecstasy she’ll do you and a friend
What a shame, what a shame Tricky Nicky’s not the same
As she was before she got sucked in the cocaine game
The coke she’d steal would make her feel good for an hour or two
‘Til she woke up with her throat cut in a hospital room

Oh you’ll have to forgive me I have spoke too much
You see as my pen hits the paper my lips hit the Dutch
Well you know how that goes but lets continue to flow about
Poor old Tricky Nicky’s scenario

It was an emergency as she went under the knife
As doctors urgently tried to save Nicky’s life
There was a burglary and she was too high to fight
Cause she was staying with a dealer that she met that night
Woah...

[Solo]

Tricky Nicky always ran around town
She’s the type of bitch who'll turn your frown upside-down
Five fucking minutes in the sack and you’ll return
With a dozen roses and some weed to burn
Shit you think I’m lying but Nicky didn’t die
And the scar on her neck would only reflect the pain she keeps inside
So pass the story right on through
'Cause that is all that you can do
'Cause Tricky Nicky’s coming to a town near you
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hometeam 03:49 PM 10-14-2016

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Coochie liquor 03:54 PM 10-14-2016
Originally Posted by hometeam:
No doubt, Eminem is a lyrical genius!
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hometeam 03:56 PM 10-14-2016


Errybody know the cat like a dope meme
I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend
They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve
Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing
Like how them hoes want to get it with L
They know it's cold enough to charge like a letterman sale
If they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail
I'm going far like a general mail
On that note I got the fellas saying what up, the tape what up
The same mothafucker playing with his steak cut up
I'm great, shut up, the flowing no debate just us
I'm out of shape but I'm straight to fuck
Yeah you know I got a chicken in the condo
I was sick of getting off beat she a bongo
Now she playing with the hard D being Rondo
Drunk and go inside her all sweet like a Strongbow
How I'm'a do?
I got your ex coming next like a W do
I gotta flex, I'm the best, now I'm being direct
I'm unimpressed by these bitches that I see in the press
I'm kinda vexed by the trash like I'm cleaning a mess
'Cause they as real when they rap as a Chias a pet
They old news stocks plummet! Men's leg hair they ain't cut it!
Forget about your era, Pat Summitt
Finesse writtens
I wanna get a hundred bitches and fuck with the spitting
Religous like a couple of post-marital Christians
I've been official, Dick Bevetta a living
You better dig it like you bitches got a mill in the ditch
I'm killing this shit I been kicking like a villainous ninja
My shit is gripping when I run it how the fuck I be slippin
I be intimate with them hoes, she never flummoxed
I take chick p and smash, I call it hummus
And I be funny with this shit, I'm just playing
But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying
Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem
But I don't even know the broad, she just grating the cheese
I don't even got a job I just blaze and free
But still they give a boy bands, 98 degrees
So come fuck with me
I got a couple hundred bitches doing drugs with me
And I got a couple dozen bitches tryna hug Dicky
And I got a couple bitches who be steady fucking me
Hey, that's a good ass life
Only thing I got left find a good ass wife
But yo I gotta hit these hoes first, don't tell Mom
But in a year I'm'a bend over Michelle Obama
Bruh you know I gotta do it while I'm hot
I'm tryna get blue in most states like Barack
I'm tryna show a boo the last name of the Rock
And put her on D till we O, J Watt
I never hit the scene when I do I'm high and wasted
I'm fucking with them jeans love them bitches high waisted
I run around your team, you a player but I'm Naismith
And I Command V, while you copy I just paste it, face it
Hotel got 'em puffing on the L, going harder than some hell
You ain't knew it
If everybody had to tell the truth and you had to pick a dude
Spitting better than your dude: can't do it
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hometeam 04:00 PM 10-14-2016

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Demonpenz 04:54 PM 10-14-2016

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ThaVirus 09:49 PM 10-14-2016
Jay Z's Girls, girls, girls.
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Rasputin 07:01 PM 10-15-2016
Coma

Guns N' Roses

See you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I want to
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh make me come back to this
World again

Now I feel as if I'm floating away
I can't feel the pressure
And I like it this way
But my body's calling, my body's calling
Want me to come back to this
World again

Suspended deep in a sea of black
I got the light at the end
I got the bones on the mast
Well, I've gone sailing, I've gone sailing
I could leave so easily
My friends are calling back to me
I said yeah,
They're leaving it all up to me when
All I needed was clarity
And someone to tell me what the fuck is going on
Goddammit

Slippin' farther and farther away
It's a miracle how long we can stay
In a world our minds created
In a world that's full of shit

Please understand me
I'm climbin' through the wreckage
Of all my twisted dreams
And this cheap investigation
Just can't stifle all my screams
And I'm waiting
At the crossroads
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Where are you

No one's gonna bother me anymore
No one's gonna mess with my head no more
I can't understand what all the fightin's for
But it's so nice here down off the shore
I wish you could see this
Cause there's nothing to see
It's peaceful here and its fine with me
Not like the world where I used to live
I never really wanted to live...

Zap him again...
Zap the son of a bitch again

Live your life like it's a coma
Won't you tell me why we'd want to
With all the reasons you give
It's kinda hard to believe

But who am I to tell you that I've seen any reason
Why you should stay
Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway
I got a one way ticket on your last chance ride
Got a one way ticket to your suicide
Got a one way ticket and there's no way out alive

And all this crass communication that has left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation when you feel so weak and old
But if home is where the heart is
Then there's stories to be told
No, you don't need a doctor
No one else can heal your soul

Got your mind in submission
Got your life on the line
But nobody pulled the trigger
They just stepped aside
They'll be down by the water
While you watch 'em wavin' goodbye

They'll be callin' in the morning
They'll be hanging on the phone
They'll be waitin' for an answer
But you know nobody's home
And when the bells stop ringing
It was nobody's fault but your own

There were always ample warning
There were always subtle signs
And you would have seen them coming
But we gave you too much time
And when you said that no one's listening
Why'd your best friend drop a dime
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting for a
Way to spend our time

And it's so easy to be social
It's so easy to be cool
Yeah, its easy to get hungry
When you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you
With what you hope to find
But I'm still out here waiting
Watching reruns of my life
When you reach the point of breaking
Know it's gonna take some time
To heal those broken memories
That another man would need
Just to survive

Songwriters: CH BRODER ROLAND, MARKUS EDELMANN, ROLAND CH BRODER, THOMAS VETTERLI

© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

For non-commercial use only.



Data from: LyricFind
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Rasputin 07:13 PM 10-15-2016
Spoiler!


Really hard to find lyrics better than this. Warning: video shows tits and ass not safe for work It's uncensored so if you do watch it at work you must be the boss.


Take It Off

KISS

Well my mind is gettin' dirty yeah around eleven thirty, uh huh
I wanna watch some asses shakin' to the noise the boys are makin', uh huh
Ooh, so I hop into my car, hit the local titty bar, uh huh
Cause that's my kind of situation when I need some perspiration, uh huh
I do my one-step shoppin' for the girl of my dreams
Cause I can always be sure that she's as good as she seems

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
I wanna see what's inside, 'cause you got nothin' to hide
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, yeah!

Wave your panties in the air, lick your lips and shake your hair, uh huh
Ooh, when you spread a little oil, yeah, my blood begins to boil, uh huh
Yeah, it's so hard to choose, when you all look so fine
But I got nothin' to lose but my money and my mind

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
I wanna see what's inside, 'cause you got nothin' to hide
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy

Ooh, take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, yeah! Take it off!

Ooh, move your sweet body closer (I want to be alone with you)
Yeah, come on and be my fantasy (there's so much you and I could do)
Oh, you're so near I can taste you (you're teasin' me, yeah you're pleasin' me)
(Ahh) I know you're dancin' just for me, just for me, just for me

Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, pretty baby

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
Girl, you got nothin' to hide, now lemme see what's inside
Take it off! Take it, take it, take it off! Yeah!

Songwriters: ROBERT A. EZRIN, PAUL STANLEY, ROBERT WILLIAM ATHIS

© EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

For non-commercial use only.



Data from: LyricFind
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Sorter 08:08 PM 10-15-2016
[Intro: Frogg]
Woah, uh get your hands in the air
And get to clapping 'em and, like, back and forth
Because this is what you thought it wasn't
It be's the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out my man, he goes by the name of um, er…
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
I'm an M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you playas worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gon' sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we coming out in the open
I'm doing acid, crack, smack, coke and smoking dope then
My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi, Marshall!)
I have a disease, and they don't know what to call it
Better hide your wallet
‘Cause I'm coming up quick to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass
Bitch, I'm coming out swingin', so fast it'll make your eyes spin
You getting knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The proof is in the pudding, just ask DeShaun Holton
I'll slit your motherfucking throat worse than Ron Goldman

[Hook: Eminem]
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming, "Fuck the world" like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck
Talking that shit behind my back
Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck
But see me on the street and duck
‘Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
‘Cause I just don't give a fuck

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I'm nicer than Pete, but I'm on a search to crush a milkbone
I'm everlasting, I melt vanilla ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season when it's 20 below freezin'
Flavor with no seasonin', this is the sneak preview
I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals
This is lyrical combat, gentlemen; hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles
Slim Shady; Eminem was the old initials (bye bye!)
Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion
Pathological liar, blowing shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, half man
Dumping your dead body inside of a fucking trash can
With more holes than an afghan

[Hook: Eminem]
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming "Fuck the world" like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck
Talking that shit behind my back
Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck
But see me on the street and duck
‘Cause you finna get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
‘Cause I just don't give a fuck

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Somebody let me out this limousine! I'm a caged demon
On stage screamin' like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend
Shooting up while this record is spinnin'
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin' a jewel, I'm flippin' a sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin' style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of nagging bosses bitchin' while I'm washin' dishes
In school I never said much, too busy having a headrush
Doing too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in 8th grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke, I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems
Got me snortin' coke and smokin' weed again
I'm going up over the curb, driving on the median
Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in

[Hook: Eminem]
So when you see me on your block with two Glocks
Screaming, "Fuck the world" like 2Pac
I just don't give a fuck
Talking that shit behind my back
Dirty macking, telling your boys that I'm on crack
I just don't give a fuck
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck
But see me on the street and duck
‘Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
‘Cause I just don't give a fuck

[Outro: Eminem]
Shit, fuck everybody!
Outsidaz, Pacewon, Young Zee
(Fuck the entire world!) DU


Marty reference wins
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Sorter 08:10 PM 10-15-2016
"Survival Of The Fittest"

Yeah.. sendin this one out.. to my man Killa B
No doubt indeed.. without weed.. knowhatI'msayin?
That old real shit..

[Prodigy]
There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
from these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin to bag me and get rocked steady
by the mac one-double, I touch you
and leave you with not much to go home wit
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
if I'm not at home, puffin lye relaxin
New York got a nigga depressed
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin vodka and milk
I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me
and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin how to act
I'm fallin and I can't turn back
or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black
that I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to stay alive
Survival of the fit only the strong survive

[Chorus: Mobb Deep]

Yo, yo
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
(we livin this til the day that we die)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(survival of the fit only the strong..)

[Havoc]
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never that
As long as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin countin my stacks
No doubt, watchin my back and proceed with caution
Five-oh lurkin, no time to get lost in -- the system
Niggaz usin fake names to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up God
But shit happens for a reason
You find out who's your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin
You can't find a shorty to troop your bid witchu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's difficult
Wild on the streets I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, cause hoes like to run game
Some niggaz like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin shit
I'm like a Jew, savin dough so I can big whip
Pushin a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin in the projects, forever
Jakes on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never seperate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin feelings hurt
My crew's all about loot
Fuck lookin cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin the smell
In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better realize

[Chorus: Mobb Deep]

We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(We still livin it)
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Thug life, we still livin it)
(the strong survive)

[Prodigy]
Look in the eyes and get wise
Look alive, in ninety-five, word up
Hypnotic thug life, get that ass paralyzed
Knahmsayin? Mobb Deep and all that..
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hometeam 08:54 PM 10-15-2016
Originally Posted by KC Tattoo:
Spoiler!


Really hard to find lyrics better than this. Warning: video shows tits and ass not safe for work It's uncensored so if you do watch it at work you must be the boss.


Take It Off

KISS

Well my mind is gettin' dirty yeah around eleven thirty, uh huh
I wanna watch some asses shakin' to the noise the boys are makin', uh huh
Ooh, so I hop into my car, hit the local titty bar, uh huh
Cause that's my kind of situation when I need some perspiration, uh huh
I do my one-step shoppin' for the girl of my dreams
Cause I can always be sure that she's as good as she seems

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
I wanna see what's inside, 'cause you got nothin' to hide
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, yeah!

Wave your panties in the air, lick your lips and shake your hair, uh huh
Ooh, when you spread a little oil, yeah, my blood begins to boil, uh huh
Yeah, it's so hard to choose, when you all look so fine
But I got nothin' to lose but my money and my mind

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
I wanna see what's inside, 'cause you got nothin' to hide
Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy

Ooh, take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, yeah! Take it off!

Ooh, move your sweet body closer (I want to be alone with you)
Yeah, come on and be my fantasy (there's so much you and I could do)
Oh, you're so near I can taste you (you're teasin' me, yeah you're pleasin' me)
(Ahh) I know you're dancin' just for me, just for me, just for me

Take it off, pretty baby
Take it off, drive me crazy
You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got
Take it off, pretty baby

Take it off, give it to me
Take it off, like you'd do me
Girl, you got nothin' to hide, now lemme see what's inside
Take it off! Take it, take it, take it off! Yeah!

Songwriters: ROBERT A. EZRIN, PAUL STANLEY, ROBERT WILLIAM ATHIS

© EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

For non-commercial use only.



Data from: LyricFind

Lol
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hometeam 10:09 PM 10-15-2016

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displacedinMN 10:11 PM 10-15-2016
Anything by Pink Floyd.

two lost souls living in a fish bowl.


Kansas-The wall.
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srvy 10:55 PM 10-15-2016
JASON ISBELL LYRICS
"Live Oak"

There's a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pining for on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things I'm living down

I was rougher than the timber shipping out of Fond du Lac
When I headed south at seventeen, the sheriff on my back
I'd never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze
So I found another victim every couple days
But the night I fell in love with her, I made my weakness known
To the fighters and the farmers digging dusty fields alone
The jealous innuendos of the lonely-hearted men
Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in
Well you couldn't stay a loner on the plains before the war
When my neighbors took to slightin' me, I had to ask what for
Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town
Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around
We'd robbed a great-lakes freighter, killed a couple men aboard
When I told her, her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword
All the things that she'd suspected, I'd expected her to fear
Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here

There's a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pining for on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things I'm living down

Well I carved her cross from live oak and her box from short-leaf pine
And buried her so deep, she'd touch the water table line
And picked up what I needed and I headed south again
To myself, I wondered, “Would I ever find another friend”

There's a man who walks beside her, he is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
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