Back behind the line, sir.
Behind the line!
On the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia
On the trail of the Lonesome Pine
Riding the ovarian trolley
Blue on blue
Heartache on heartache
Blue on blue
Now that we are through . . .
i don't know unless you wana play hopscotch or one of them rope skippin games
Sittin' downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line . . .
I go out walking, after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
I'm always walking, after midnight
Searching for you
(Ah, the Patron Saint of Virginia . . . )
I'm back in Baby's arms
How i've missed those . . . lovin' arms
I'm back where i belong
Back in Baby's arms . . .
Unless you are slightly enebriated and your body is out of sync with your brain.
Well i musta got lost
I musta got lost
I musta got lost, somewhere down the line . . .
My first time; ooooooh! c.i.
no liquor for me........or not much.........but I have my trusty little roach clip here in my hand..........I would hate to be incapcitated...... first times.....umm
Here you go, who's next?
This is really badddddd stuff!
