Honey this ain’t no job for a man like me
by mike
The waiting is the hardest part
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
Got to try to find a way
And time will tell us all.
The world on you depends.
Don’t ya love her ways?
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Never let ’em tell ya that they’re all the same
And I won’t forget to put roses on your grave
