Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, growin' like a
Nashville tears are lonely signs that point to broken hearts Broken lives and families that love has split apart Children who miss daddy, mommy's on the
I'm going camping Just got the goahead sign the weather's gonna be fine Today's the day I'm going camping
How do you do young willie mcbride, Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside, And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun, I've been walking
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling, 'michael, they are taking you away. For you stole travelyns corn, So the young might see the morn
the switch, Igor, he's alive Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in While John Cochran break your pride
't give a fuck I keep riding, siding, whipping and dipping Look at all my homeboys tripping They'll knock you out, one punch like the champ Going to jail is like summer camp
Blood, Sean John Rambo Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy Marine Air
hearts That they are all Our children too (After the conference, JOHN introduces ELLEN and CHRIS to his co-workers. CHRIS draws JOHN aside) [CHRIS] John
for the Irish Put the English back to sea Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day Well it's always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep
de su apurado vuelo es la sentencia de un hereje. No se distraiga ni demore, todo es ahora inoportuno. Va rumbo al campo de las flores donde la hoguera
the factory She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He is lookin' for food I am in the kitchen With the tombstone blues Well, John the Baptist after
Fidel Qu saban Lennin y Lincoln del amor Qu saben Fidel y Clinton del amor Ella se sienta en su mesa, l tiembla de la emocin Ella se llama Teresa y l se llama John
were brave But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in his grave Where'd ya learn that John? Camping, woops Jesse robbed
yes at the start of the new jiggyness with the Trackmasters Camp Lo and Willie gon' give it to ya know what I mean lot of macoronis here check it out
the only one They say that a change is gonna come Why the hell are you acting deaf, blind, dumb They say that a change is gonna come Troops are camping
off First Blood, Sean John Rambo Who? As you can see, I'm focused Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit Boot Camp is the army, better yet a Navy
