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Devil Was In My Yard The Sleepy Jackson Now the Devil was in my yard then But the Devil ain't in my yard no more Now the Devil was in my car then But the Devil ain't in my car no more How long, long girl? How long? Country Yard Hundred Strong, Joseph Malik I was born in the country nature at it's work in the country yard hey hey I was blind from the city returning my roots of a nature in the country yard i was raised as a funky rubbing my belly looking forward Morning Bird Sleepy Jackson Don't cry my morning bird Don't cry right now Don't cry my morning bird Don't cry right now The Lord is sitting in the sky waiting for All of us, now The Lord is sitting in the sky waiting for This Day Sleepy Jackson This'll take some time I know I'm just going slow I know You miss my friends more than you ever miss me Me, me, me... God Lead Your Soul The Sleepy Jackson God lead your soul to them All way past the rain Like when I was a song in a man God lead your time to them All way past the planes Like when I was a song in a man Witches in my swimming pool Devils are Old Dirt Farmer The Sleepy Jackson Old dirt farmer, varsity baseball player A texas nomad and a fisherman Lost my mind, it was blowin' in the wind I did all of this for you Sleep in the winter Have fun in the summer Tonight is gone Won't Tell The Girls That I'M Not Hangin' Out The Sleepy Jackson Caught you in my arms again, I Feel like the rain on your bed Never knew you wanted my hands up Tell the girls that I'm not hangin out Nananananananana... GEORGE JACKSON Bob Dylan GEORGE JACKSON I woke up this mornin', There were tears in my bed. They killed a man I really loved Shot him through the head. Lord, Lord, They cut George Jackson down. You Needed More The Sleepy Jackson I had everything I wanted but you wanted more I had everything I needed but you needed more Songs for your father, maybe your brother Or your sister, right at your mother Fools on the water, springs in sleepy JADED My eyes too ripped she thought I was sleepy My skin too yellow homeboys call me skippy She thought I was small I say you trippin baby She thought I was fried I’m just jaded baby I might look sleepy but Vampire Racecourse The Sleepy Jackson You're so cold that you don't even know it Your love is so cold, you're frozen in love yeah Your house has got one foot in the graveyard You're dead alone. Sleepy-Eyed John Johnny Horton I tune fiddle and I rub my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. (chorus) Sleepy-eyed John, you better get yore britches on Sleepy-eyed John better tie your shoe. Money (Fire Island Radio Edit) Michael Jackson me for the money So you go to church Read the Holy word In the scheme of life It's all absurd They don't care They'd kill for the money Do or dare The thrill for the money You're saluting the The Naked Ride Home Jackson Browne eyes on the road, she slid herself down in the seat And a vision of paradise swung into view Across those five lanes not one driver glanced over to see The beauty known only to me, and a big rig or The Naked Ride Home (LP Ver.) Jackson Browne eyes on the road, she slid herself down in the seat And a vision of paradise swung into view Across those five lanes not one driver glanced over to see The beauty known only to me, and a big rig or Miles Away The Sleepy Jackson Cross San Fran border on the speedway. Fly into Paris on a new plane. A pirate laughed at me in LA, then I'm smiling at you. Couldn't tell you why, couldn't tell you why. Between The Devil And Me Alan Jackson strong And she's all I see between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open wide invitin' me to step inside I'll be your friend, he calls again, I know it's him The flames are spreadin' everywhere Jesse Jackson Kris Kristofferson He was walking with your brother on the streets of Alabama He was marching next to Martin when he died Working face to face in Cuba and Managua Nicaragua He did not yet beat the devil, but he Acid In My Heart The Sleepy Jackson It's true I never had no fun with you Now there's acid in my heart It's time To get you off my mind 'Cause there's acid in my heart But I need you I need you I know you I know you're getting quiet 'Cause Morning Bird The Sleepy Jackson Don't cry, my morning bird Don't cry right now Don't cry, my morning bird Don't cry right now The Lord's sitting in the sky Waiting for All of us Now The Lord's sitting in the sky Waiting for All of us This Day The Sleepy Jackson This'll take some time I know I'm just going slow I know You miss my friends more than you ever miss me Me, me, me... money Michael Jackson Anything Anything Anything for money Would lie for you Would die for you Even sell my soul to the devil Anything Anything Anything for money Would lie for you Would die for you Even sell my I Understand What You Want But I Just Don't Agree The Sleepy Jackson Running home I look, just now I played with colors filed as learn alone They don't mean bad when they fooled you on the phone Way they walked led them to dream on their own 4.30am in a creeping low I played God Knows The Sleepy Jackson Time's ticking, you should just get up on the side And cheer along like My mind's been tainted by your cunning smile And your bright side down low And God knows if you're ever going to show They know that She's A Jar Wilco She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid She begs me not to miss her She says forever To light a fuse We could use A hand full of wheel And She's a Jar (Austin Demo Version) Wilco She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid She begs me not to miss her She says forever To light a fuse We could use A handful of wheel And a day off And You Know The Night Jackson Browne like the angels are curling your hair And you feel like the devil is scratching your heel I just felt like you feel When you feel like the angels are curling your hair And you feel like the devil is scratching The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy Joe Jackson It happened one night At three in the morning The devil appeared In my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle And I'll take your soul for a toy After rubbing M411 Michael Jackson Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older Country Yard The Vines I'm tired of feelin sick and useless then speakin every other way gluin my eyes together girl might be the right escape there's nothin in the secret garden just images of blue and white losin