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Folk Songs American

! The real American folk song Is like a fountain of youth; You taste, And it elates you. And then, invigorates you. The real American folk song, Master stroke song

folk songs plaintive and others gay In their own peculiar way American folk songs, I feel Have a much stronger appeal The real American folksong is

out this hood was like a fantasy And now you hear my songs the radio is playin' Oh, I can't believe my ears And what everybody is sayin' Boy, I tell you folks

God I'm serious about religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin' along Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks

you Ooh baby, coming way up out the game Just me and you We made it went from broke to havin' change Just me and you, oh baby, and the songs turn again

the strenght of her memories Felt like an angel had been sent to me She lived from nigger to colored to negro to black To afro then african-american and

mistakes that I'm tryin' not to I'll always remember Monica, the Jewish chick She'd always give me gifts for Chanukah To meet her folks she'd try and

John and Mitchy were gettin' kinda itchy Just to leave their folk music behind Zal and Denny workin' for a penny Tryin' to get a fish on the line In

country nights, where I can see the darkness come in and go Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow, you can leave your door open, aint nuttin' gunna happen, most country folks