Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There in an old cabin made of earth and wood There lived a country
if he wanted to It's just a boat to row you know, whoa listen to me now... Chorus: Blue river keep right on rollin' All along the shoreline Keep us safe from the deep
You wouldn't have To look for more You call on the phone You say you're alone What am i supposed To do about that Words they can cut Cut deep like a
of the Canon, Rum, and Greed Oh a great fire was burned, to let the smoke rise And show the Six Nations the code was still alive Way Down Deep in the
Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country band
'll be facing By love we'll beat back the pain we've found You know I mean to tell you all the things I've been thinking deep inside My friend With
d deliver Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep
sittin' in the shade: you don't need a ticket to ride, it's summertime, summertime, slip down a water slide. Little kid dancin' in the grass, legs like rubber band
thought Peter. Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by. Bruce was very happy that Peter hadn't closed gate and he decided to check out the deep pond
at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep in the leaves
Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep
mother's role Fed the children and then walked the dog And when times got tough there was just about enough And they saw it through without complaining For deep
on I'm gettin' my kicks Diggin' arty French flicks with my shades on I'm too much I'm a gas I am anything but middle class When I hang around the band
bitch nigga Lil 'Dre, west side deep off in yo fuckin streets SOD money gang PTE we too deep Call up my nigga and he bout to bring them bands I stay with
at Just keep a gangsta and help a playa spin up deez stacks 'Cause dat beef shit, you don't want dat We fifty deep wit dem 2's, everywhere we at So
bay I finna get my groove on It's so hot up in da club Dat I ain't got no shoes on Holdin' up a big stack And dem hundreds in a rubber band Girl don
bang I Finna Get My Groove On Its So Hot Up In Da ring Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack And Dem Hundreds In A Rubba Band Girl Don
When I think of you, Baton Rouge I think of a Mariachi band I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field I think of a girl, I never had When I