, sing my song And stand beneath the hanging tree Bury me down by the river Let all the towns people see Their enemy's dead, let me lay, lay my head Just put me down and set me
번역: 비 천달러. 강으로 날 실망 버리.
enemy's dead. Let me lay, lay, lay my head, just put me down and set me free. (I want to hear everybody sing) Bury me down by the river (bury me down by the river
, and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin' to bury Seven zeros
If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song Lord make me a
I'll bring it to 'em If you're sailin' catch my drift Lead me to the door, check my list Meet me at the floor, catch this fist Or meet me at the store
It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower Hey, yo, yo Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers Wait for me yo, steamrollers Whasup motherfucker quit pushin' me
, and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros
veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over
the flow nose full of dough Rolls full of hoes, leave a nigga clothes full of holes The schools didn't want me, so the drug dealers taught me Simple
the plot thickens Never missin' an early grave is my only mission If I die, never worry Bury me beside my four-five May God forgive me I was high, label me
rap up Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga Hook: [King T] x2 Verse 3: [Xzibit] So when I die, bury me upside-down So the whole world can kiss
it burning me How I longed for the waters as the fire raged How I longed for the river as I aged I will die by a river, as it rolls away Bury me in the
She came and she touched me With hands made of heaven Reflections sent spinnin' Through a face laced in mist Now I stand where she left me Buried deep
by jean belliveau so don't fucking tell me where to fucking go... on sunday afternoon someone's dog just took the puck-he buried it it's in the
