The White Stripes Lyrics
The White Stripes Lyrics
"Your Southern Can Is Mine Lyrics"
Blue Season Lyrics
Snow in springtime, storm in the sea Mist at my window, no leaf on my tree Showers in the garden with no flowers to touch When will you bring us your sunshine and such. Season tell me true What's been wrong with you Won't you turn a
Snow in springtime, storm in the sea Mist at my window, no leaf on my tree Showers in the garden with no flowers to touch When will you bring us your sunshine and such. Season tell me true What's been wrong with you Won't you turn a
Your Southern Can is Mine
lookie here momma let me explain ya this
If ya wanna get crooked i'll even give ya my fist
Ya might read from revelation back to genesis
Ya keep forgetten your southern can belongs to me
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
Soon as i get out, hit the ground
Your south
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad Lyrics
Oh, it's going down the road feeling bad Bad luck's all I've ever had Going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord And I aint' a-gonna be treated this a-way Got me way down in jail on my knees This old jailer he sure is hrd to please
ern can is worth a dollar a half a poundOh, it's going down the road feeling bad Bad luck's all I've ever had Going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord And I aint' a-gonna be treated this a-way Got me way down in jail on my knees This old jailer he sure is hrd to please
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, talkin about it
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north
Understand ya can't rule me and be my boss
Take it from the east and hide in the west
But when i get ya momma your can'll see no rest
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i'm screamin
Your southern can belongs to me
This huddling in my coat, this gypsy bundle In Liverpool, in squalor cast adrift A dirty ragged mess of desperation Though devil-touched I took as God's gift No history, no owner, no rhyme, no reason Nor explanation of his sorry st
When i hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence
When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
Now look here woman, don't get hot
I'm gettin me a brick outta my backyard
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i'm takin about it
Your southern can
Sundown Lyrics
What a man felt When he saw a sundown For the first time Over a high fence In the end of the world Far away from shores Far away from sea Far away from ground That four elephants decided To carry on their backs
belongs to meWhat a man felt When he saw a sundown For the first time Over a high fence In the end of the world Far away from shores Far away from sea Far away from ground That four elephants decided To carry on their backs
Well if i catch you momma down in the heart of town
I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
You maybe get death-bed sick, 'cause you're graveyard bound
I'm gonna make you more like a graveyard hound
So there ain't no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i'm screamin
Your southern can belongs to me