Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Poison Momma

Good bye  poison momma, I pack up my troubles and go, one guitar is all I need, good bye poison momma.

Gonna catch a midnite train, leaving this place, I have no peace from your ghost, gonna jump on a horse ready to run, catch me if you can.

Good bye  poison momma, I pack up my troubles and go, one guitar is all I need, good bye poison momma.

You hunted me my whole life, and I must admit, I did get tired, but this cage ain't no living for me, so I'm spreading my wings and heading for the sky, set me free.

Good bye  poison momma, I pack up my troubles and go, one guitar is all I need, good bye poison momma.

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