Seven days (blues inclusive)
Chapt III
  8. The last go-round
  9. Plymouth Fury III
  10. The fall

Don’ build your world around me, child ‘cos everythin’ here is tumbling down i’m fallin' down on my knees won't you kindly leave me ‘lone please ‘f you stay with me we’ll live in the wild ‘vrybody knows i do thangs my way even a broken clock gets the rite time unleast twice a day you’ll get just blues and troubles all around your bed never forget child, the last words i said i’ll never keep you home and or treat you nice etter take some good advice i’ll never tell you twice.. feeling that something going’ wrong no i’m goin' down that big road by myself walked 'til my feet got sore i ain’t gonna get me no-one else i can you hear they comin’.. can you hear hell choir? i’m goin by myself.. ’m not afraid.. meet me in the fire that’s the worst friday i’va seen i wrung my hands and i wanted to scream but ain’t nothing wakeup no this aint a bad dream(talking) i downt wanna take a journey to the devil down below i done killed twice, people but i wont reap just what i sow wonder what will the end be wonder what will become of poor me i’m drivin out of this town may be i'm on my last go-round i’m driving out of this town i’ll better jump overboard and drown i’m driving out of this town i hate to see the goddamn sun go down i’m driving out of this town don wanna see no burial ground you know people.. the worst is yet to come you know folks one thing just must be done.. she shoot me a week ago…but i you know just cant let her go i’m not dead eve, I’m here to talk with you honey cant let you leave just gimme a minute of your precios time.. don’t wanna hurt you and the little child you know trouble is knockin' at your door ain’t gonna leave you, ain’t gonna leave you darlin no more ain't no good left, in this world for me i saw her green car jumpin outta street saturday nite, blues fallin down like rain (aint nothing left to do better run like hell) they pick me out and put me in the county jail fell the chains around my neck feel the chains oughta give me death. I'm just about to lose my mind got the blues everywhere everytime ain’t nothing left to do do but hurrying down the line just take my stuff just take my stuff and hide got just blues by my side i see the police men but i aint done a goddamn thang (well i don't know baby, i don't know what to do you know i don't wanna hurt your baby I did just go mad with you) i’ll burn in some hell fire aint fun i believe i'm fixin' to die you know people.. the worst is yet to come you know folks one thing just must be done.. she shoot me a week ago.. but i you know just cant let her go i’m not dead eve, i’m here to talk with you honey cant let you leave i’m not greatful to any lord i’m not greatful to any lord you know i ain’t cheating but once or twice was the gamble worth the price i’m not greatful to any lord if hopes were thunder’n rain was desire, folk this poor me it get drownded down a long time ago i’m no more on the road ain’t no more no more free road is there anybody to lighten up this load i’m a stranger in this jail i got a bad price bad price to pay seven year of hard labour father told me by the sweat of your brow she died givin birth to the children.. died in pain.. if hopes were lightinins 'n thunder was desire, folk his poor me it get burned down long time ago how long i wondered, could this thing last can see no future i haven’t past If hopes were nickels in this jail ’n
dime desire, i’d be the richest fool in hell i’m not greatful to any lord i’m not greatful to any lord

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