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de STONE HORSES

Tell me you remember the first week in september
We were drink down at the park
Didn't know what we're doing
Or what we tought that we were proving
We were lit up way before it got dark
We were always raising hell
Tried to keep ourselves from jail breaking hearts and something breaking bones
We were fighting with each other
Just one brother against brother
We were breaking out of broken homes
God bless our poor sweet mothers

Talking about the good ol days
Talking about who escaped
Talking about our foolish ways
Were they such good ol days
Talking about the good ol days
Talking about who's the same
Talking about them good ol days

We were running on the roof
Ya know I gotta tell the truth
We were climbing up there just to get high
Junior took the car from pops
And we were hiding from the cops
On a dundalk baltimore summer night
Maybe I was lucky drinking booze from east kentucky
Hanging out with all of my brothers
Now I gotta tell you
We were some foolish motherfuckers

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