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Help Somebody

アーティスト:Van Zant  アルバム:Get Right With The Man 

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Written by Kip Raines and Jeffrey Steele Well, Grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar, blue collar of a man. He came from the school where you didn't need nothin', If you couldn't make it with your own two hands. He was backwoods, backwards, used words like: "No Sir," "Yes, Ma'am," "By God," "Be darned," "Hell yeah, I'm American." In all the years he walked this earth, I swear all he did was work. He said: "The devil dreams on an idle horse, "So you listen to me squirt. "Don't get too high on the bottle, And get right with the Man. Fight your fights, find a grace, And all the things that you can change, And help somebody if you can." Now Granny said: "Sonny, stick to your ganas, If you believe in something, no matter what, 'Cause it's better to be hated for who you are, Than be loved for who you're not." She was five feet of concrete New York born an' raised on a slick city street. She'd cold-stare you down, stand her ground, Still kickin' and screamin' at 93. I remember just how frail she


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