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Johnson Jack En Concert

) To hear my prayers, my hopes, my dreams, my every need... (both) I pray for light in time of darkness. (Paula) (whistling of the tune by Paula Fuga and Jack Johnson

Do you remember when we first met? I sure do It was some time in early September Though you were lazy about it, you made me wait around I was so crazy

I gotta get home, there's a garden to tend All the fruit's on the ground And the birds have all moved back into my attic whistling static When the young

It's really too bad He became a prisoner of his own past He stabbed a moment in the back with a brown thumb tack That held up the list of things he gotta

Well I can't give you everything you want But I could give you what you thought you need A map to keep beneath your seat You'll read to me, in time I'

Well I was sitting, waiting, wishing You believed in superstitions Then maybe you'd see the signs Lord knows that this world is cruel And I ain't the

a ***** take shots to shoot back Defending his yard, yeah standing his ground I'm saying if you gonna retire, then hand me the crown Nah, let Bleek do it, then throw him a concert

take shots to shoot back Defending his yard, yeah standing his ground I'm saying if you gonna retire, then hand me the crown Nah, let Bleek do it, then throw him a concert

take shots to shoot back Defending his yard, yeah standing his ground I'm saying if you gonna retire, then hand me the crown Nah, let Bleek do it, then throw him a concert