A love song for bobby long/Grayson Capps
***ing(?) Alabama and the coloni-al end, hot day old orange juice, some vodka on a night stand, there's chevy nova, with a seat burned out at the back, from wind-blown cigarette (which just stumped in in the wind?) Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek, side-tracked by a scent of a woman, (could've been an actor on a movie screen?) stayed at alabama, (just a dream of a dream?) he played footbal against WS-(?league), should've seen him running down the field I grow old, I grow old, with a bottom of my trousers rolled, it's a love song, for bobby long it's a love song, for bobby long he was a handsome man, he had a (cheero-chick-kit?) bone fair hair boy, where did he go wrong, chose a roadless travel, made all the difference, (nice chest and critizied?) he don't make no sense (brook n'?) called him crazy, he said bobby long was nothing but a drunk, but all the thoughts in his head was way passed anything they (?don't funk) it's a love song, for bobby long it's a love song, for bobby long but don't get me wrong, bobby long was not good, he'd drag you down if he know he could well he would, drag you down, (road I ride down will be the?) the day for me won't come along road I ride is gonna set me free come take me home he was a friend of my papa's he used to drink and tell lies (prays flannaby o'connel?) smoke cigarettes and (fa fa fa?) so here I am at a colonial end me and (?katie long) my pretty girl-friend he charmes her with a poem, then he brakes down and cries smile a crooked smile, with his broken chick-bone (smile/sad?) tell about his life, now he's 63, he looks me in the eyes, he says come and go with me walk on water walk on water but you know you drown themselves (?around) god and a devil, god and a devil, god and a devil (along side his mind?) love song, for bobby long love song, for bobby long
| A love song for bobby long/Grayson Capps | | 2005.06.05-13:04.00
apt-get install module-init-tools apt-get install lvm2| | | 2005.06.02-18:00.00
