letra de tobacco’s but an indian weed - those poor bastards
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tobacco’s but an indian weed
grows green at dawn, cut down at eve
it shows our decay
we are but clay
think of this when you smoke tobacco
the pipe that is so lily white
wherein so many take delight
gone with a touch
man’s life is such
think of this when you smoke tobacco
the pipe that is so foul within
shows how the soul is stained with sin
it doth require
the purging fire
think of this when you smoke tobacco
the ashes that are left behind
do serve to put us all in mind
that unto dust
return we must
think of this when you smoke tobacco
the smoke that doth so high ascend
shows that our life must have an end
the vapor’s gone
man’s life is done
think of this when you smoke tobacco
letras aleatórias
- miri yusif › letra de beyni qan - miri yusif
- samuel barranco › letra de neurocidio - samuel barranco
- james wilson › letra de love me anyway - james wilson
- kc rebell › letra de showdown - kc rebell
- natalie holmes › letra de calm places - natalie holmes
- izaya tiji › letra de ball on em 2 - izaya tiji
- flowgli › letra de tamara - flowgli
- mitch miller › letra de medley(silver threads among the gold) - mitch miller
- burn the city › letra de 250 - burn the city
- piego › letra de baştan - piego