night you?ll see her shine, shine, shine Waiting where the wind don?t whine, whine Waiting where the wind don?t whine, whine Waiting where the wind don?t whine
think i like your style yo Why yo Why don't we let go Aye yo And I ain't gotta tell 'em And i ain't gotta sell 'em It's Y.S.L. teddy I ain't gotta spell
like your style ya'll Why ya'll Why don't we let go Hey yo And I ain't try to tell 'em And I ain't try to sell 'em It's YSL teddy I ain't gotta spell
against me been increasin' but I'll pull through I never could read no road map, I don't know what the weather might do But when that rich wind whines
' I've got my 10 in the wind Let it all hang out again 'Cause how're you gonna win If you ain't trying Now 'Smokey and the Bandit' Is a tale you don't
my dream Why did you leave? Welcome home to my Broken Promise Land Where the sun don't shine And the cold wind whines Welcome home to my Never Ending Land Where
Tennessee Where the river flows with a dusty cold disease And the babies whine 'cause they can't find nothing to eat But mama she ain't hungry no more
fighting for the stripe As we dwell through this concrete hell, calling it home Mama say, take your time young man and build your own Don't wind up
Down Below, where the cold winds blow Roots sustained from the blood that you flow Hard to see, hard to see where you be at Where we meet at [digging?]
Have you ever been there, where the wind never blows Summer comes early to strawberry farms Oh the sun always shines and things don?t die
Know what I'm talking bout You don't you better find out Cause i leave your folks in all black, crying and whined out I don't play cousin, I give
my pocket And my thumb stuck in the wind When I cross Red River, boys I won't be back again Give me old back roads and truck stops And 18 wheels that whine
