Welcome to the Just Plain Folks forums! You are currently viewing our forums as a Guest which gives you limited access to most of our discussions and to other features.
By joining our free community you will have access to post and respond to topics, communicate privately with our users (PM), respond to polls, upload content, and access many other features. Registration is fast, simple, and absolutely free; so please join our community today!
Son I'm trying to warn you about them drugs You're ignoring me and blowing me off It always leads to violence and street guns I'm only giving you some free tuff love pre Walk down to the Devils cross roads for the show Here's my Ghosts on my past on what I know Ch Life will correct you Its thumb screws and Iron blues Brutal lessons Sin against heaven Get struck down from dishonesty It breaks-callously Its Shawshank- Redemption in review Life will correct you v2 You remind me when I was your age Stubborn and didn't listen to anyone It took hard falls as my demons raged With all my troubles I never out run pre No statue of limitations on my broken heart Sell your black soul and forget (Gods Psalms) Ch bridge Its a game of chess Every choice could be your last One wrong move You're a thing of the past Ch Life will correct you Its thumb screws and Iron blues Brutal lessons Sin against heaven Get struck down from dishonesty It breaks -callously Its Shawshank- Redemption in review Life will correct you It can change in a flash Best raise that white flag Life will correct you
Thats the way I write em Tony ... Dylan can't sing or write a song either lol not sure what you mean , its dead in the pocket Tony I can't sing so i'm no authority
Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall' You thought they were all kidding you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging your next meal How does it feel, how does it feel? To be without a home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you're gonna have to get used to it You say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal? How does it feel, how does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home A complete unknown, like a rolling stone Ah you never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discovered that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal How does it feel, how does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal How does it feel, ah how does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
We would like to keep the membership in Just Plain Folks FREE! Your donation helps support the many programs we offer including Road Trips and the Music Awards.