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MAN WHO DON'T WANNA CRY
Why'd you make me cry honey, doin that lawn all nice an green like that, dont make me cry honey, if i was gonna cry id rather the sky did it, i'd rather do a rain dance and make the sky cry for me, at least after the showers gone there'd be some green grass all growin again, my tears will drown an ant, thats about the size of it, i dont wanna cry again honey, i aint cried in twenty years, no use me crying an killin all the insects, the skys holding more water than me causin less pain to the sky, if i cry don't do nothing but kill insects, make me all tired and weary inside, aids the agin process, the sky don't get old only the planet does, i'm too fragile to be cryin all the time, next time someone wanna make cry, they gotta build a water pump and git all that water dredging up, outa the riverbank honey, you cry again, you cryin enough for both on some days, i can hold a big ole storm a tears inside, as much as i wanna hold onto a hornet's clay nest, but why would i wanta do that, when nature holds all of us. |
