Rowboat, row me to the shore
She don't want to be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She don't want to be my friend no more
Pick me up, give me some food to eat
In your truck, going no place
I'll be home, talking to nobody
You'll be strange, you'll be far away
beck ala Cash.
sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
cash did it.
i'm sappy tonight about johnny dyin.
She don't want to be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She don't want to be my friend no more
Pick me up, give me some food to eat
In your truck, going no place
I'll be home, talking to nobody
You'll be strange, you'll be far away
beck ala Cash.
sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
cash did it.
i'm sappy tonight about johnny dyin.
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think i can will myself to dream it again?
and dont worry, i paid for a year. youre stuck wtih me for a while