train pulls out of Kankakee And rolls along past houses, farms, and fields Passing trains that have no name, and freight yards full of old black men
moves along past houses farms and fields Passing trains that have no name and freighyards full of old black men And the graveyards full of rusted automobiles
of Kankakee Rolls along past houses farms and fields Passin' trains that have no names switchyards full of old black men Of graveyards full of rusted
Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday With freezing rains melting and no trains running And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy And my seat
the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee and moves along past houses, farms & fields Passin' trains that have no name, and switch yards full
never look back, no man can change me All of my tears were cried out, a long time ago I overslept Monday morning, and had the same dream There's a house full
odyssey The train pulls out at Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields. Passin? trains that have no names, Freight yards full of old black
odyssey The train pulls out at Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields. Passin' trains that have no names, Freight yards full of old black
to give it a go? He replied, ?I guess so? And I packed my things in the morning? Now me and John we live together We have a house that?s full of laughter
I got a house full of walls And utility bills, every Monday the company calls I got a nice bed to sleep on And a chest of drawers, where I keep those
s be up, which you wanna ride, the Benz or the Truck Back up, get on the one way cuz more Sundays hotter than Monday Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta
bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on [B.G.] It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of guerillas It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of
A million young poets Screamin' out their words To a world full of people Just livin' to be heard Future generations Ridin' on the highways that we built
I seen darlin' Corey she was weavin' through the woods With a kerosene lantern on her shoulder and a satchel full of goods. Please do drop down next Monday
on they period Is it Jay Mac or Gay Mac? people wanna know Talk that shit, I'll leave your punk ass and bent off for sho' Lock him up in a room full of
school saw her suckin' a nigga'z dick, another bleacher She saw me and she ran and tried to hide her face But a bitch full of nut could'nt escape in the
you know with perfect nails and toes A round cinibun head under them clothes I know you wanna go and smoke out Stay up all night and go eat at the Waffle House
We got married on a Monday and I been working ever since Every week down at the Ford Plant but now they say they're shutting down Goddamned Reagan in the White House