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Mother To Bed Lyrics


Preacher Stone Mother To Bed


Everytime I cross a railroad track,
I wanna hop a train and never look back.
Every time I see a bird in the sky,
I just wish I could fly, fly, fly,

I don't wanna fight with you no more.
Nobody ever wins, I'm tired of keepin' score...

It aint all black,
It aint all white,
And me bein' wrong
Don't make you right.
Talk, Talk, Talk, nothin's ever getting' said.
It's time we put this mother to bed!

Every time you roll your eyes at me.
I wanna find a rope and a big oak tree.
Every time you bitch at me non-stop,
I wanna jump off a mountain top...

I don't wanna stay up all night long,
Nobody's always right, but you're never wrong...

It aint all black,
It aint all white,
And me bein' wrong
Don't make you right.
Talk, Talk, Talk, nothin' ever gets said.
It's time we put this mother to bed!



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