a whistlin' round The house and the moon was yellow as gold You give your good one mattress Up to aunt Lizzie and uncle Fred Too many kinfolks on a bad
Everything went from bad to worse Money never changed a thing Death kept followin, trackin' us down At least I heard your bluebird sing Now somebody'
Your eyes are seein' green I caught you lyin', you're a cheat Oh Lord, shame on me I loved you once and tried you twice But you've become bad company
. Some day when I'm dead and gone To Heaven, the land of my dreams I won't have to worry on losin' my job On bad times and big machines I ain't gonna
words And keepin' 'em under my tongue I need a little time off for bad behavior The devil in me done been asleep too long I need a little time off for bad
Wanting you To hold me tight Lonely days, lonely nights When you're gone This old house, it gets lonely And talkin' to myself Ain't company And nothin
fact That we're through And there's no place so lonely As being half over you I wasn't as bad off When first you were gone Misery kept me company Then
have a doctor 'cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Now papa played the dobro this way and he'd go When company
me, Waking me up with it's wonderful pain. The buzzer's gone before us. Then you wake up and your walking in circles. Shaking the hand of bad habits
I'm only happy when it's complicated And though I know you can't appreciate it I'm only happy when it rains You know I love it when the news is bad
I'm only happy when it's complicated And though I know you can't appreciate it I'm only happy when it rains You know I love it when the news is bad And
hand And in an orange acrid smoke A human figure stands! "In beauty -- incomparable: In kindness -- unsurpassed. In gentleness and wisdom, Arianna has been blessed. Why then in her company
Oh but killin' the pain just comes easy for me Like mile marker signs down a dead end road Sometimes I forget how far I've gone But when it's all a
water's gone and the grain is bad, It's not exactly where you wanna be. But we're the only true friends you ever had, This company loves your misery
I feel again I'm coming home To find the place I feel alone My television friends have gone Now I can take my time to talk about them They're nice to
't wanna fuck with C (bad motherfuckers) they don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers) they don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers
sky, Above the riverbed the world's run dry, I beat the air, for those who hear, And through the night my call goes out unheard, I cry for company and
the trunk str8 acting (okay) that grey goose and pineapple got me acting bad pull up to the parking lot then drop the top them hoes like there go bad