Please Don't Tell Me How the Story Ends (feat. Rosanne Cash) - Willie Nelson

In a little cabaret In a south Texas border town Sat a boy and his guitar And the people came from all around And all the girls From there to Austin Were slippin' away from home And puttin' jewelry and hopped to take the trip To go and listen To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle And he never cared to make it down But give him his guitar And he'd be happy all the time And all the girls From nine to ninety Were snappin' fingers, tappin' toes And beggin' him don't stop And hypnotized And fascinated By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play Then one day he was gone And no one ever saw him 'round He vanished like the breeze They forgot him in the little town But all the girls Still dreamed about him And hung around The cabaret until the doors were locked And then one day On the hit parade Was the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box And he would play

You act like you were just born tonight Face down in a memory but feeling all right So, who does your past belong to today? Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way Girls in the bars thinking who is this guy But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies You look so careless when they're shooting that bull Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache See what else your old heart can take Boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room" The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon" And everybody's talking but you don't hear a thing You're still uptown on your downhill swing The boulevard's empty, why don't you come around? Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown? There's plenty of dives to be someone you're not Just say you're looking for something you might have forgot Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone 'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache See what else your old heart can take Boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room" But the girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon" Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache See what else your old heart can take Boys say, "When is he gonna give us some room" The girls say, "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Don't tell me to stop Tell the rain not to drop Tell the wind not to blow 'Cause you said so, mmm, mmm Tell the sun not to shine Not to get up this time, no, no Let it fall by the way But don't leave me where I lay down Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not But please don't tell me to stop Tell the leaves not to turn But don't ever tell me I'll learn, no, no Take the black off a crow But don't tell me I have to go Tell the bed not to lay Like the open mouth of a grave, yeah Not to stare up at me Like a calf down on its knees Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not But don't ever tell me to stop (Don't you ever) tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do (Don't you ever) tell me everything I'm not But don't ever tell me to stop (Don't you ever) Please don't Please don't Please don't tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell me) don't you ever Don't ever tell me to stop (tell the rain not to drop) Tell the bed not to lay Like an open mouth of a grave, yeah Not to stare up at me Like a calf down on its knees

Niggas, bitches Gather 'round I got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside? His brother got murdered up North by milletas Ma-ma, battlin', cancer, of the colon At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that Cuz God when you really need it, where the love at? That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!' Finally this young thug turned pro Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby Smell the beef, it continue to uhh, give em hell Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz With a story to tell, uh-huh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Shit, niggas motherfuckin' die for this shit We do Hustle hard from city to city From state to state All my niggas Let me holla at y'all Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a raw Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky Number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz creepin Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop So keep your glock cocked, one in the head Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean With two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees Fuck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese That's how a boy's life is supposed to be Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin Y'all niggaz can get it constant It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward And just to get to God, I'll go through hell And leave the world with a story to tell, heh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale And you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell...

Stay for me, my heart on your sleeve But tread carefully and I'll never leave False memories make it hard to believe But knowing my half of my tale isn't easy for me Overflow, love comes at a cost You'll never know how much has been lost I'll try to let it go, my fingers are crossed I show you my pretty scars, they make us whatever we are My (Oh my, oh my, oh my) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby All these reasons why But please don't make me cry, oh, my baby Don't you make me History has secrets to keep This mystery is barely skin deep You won't find another dream if you don't get no sleep If we're gonna make this love, just read what's written above, oh My (My, yeah) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby All these reasons why (Yeah, yeah) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby (Make me cry) Don't you make me You'll see, oh, cry All these reasons why Please don't make me cry, yeah (Oh, no) No, no, no Don't make me, yeah My (My, yeah) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby (Make me cry, baby) All these reasons why (All these reasons why) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby (Please) Don't you make me My (Oh) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby All these reasons why (All these reasons why, oh, no, no, no) Please don't make me cry, oh, my baby (Please) Don't you make me

Who y'all talkin to man Uhh Check it out, check it out This here goes out To all the niggaz that be fuckin mad bitches In other niggaz cribs Thinkin shit is sweet Nigga creep up on your ass, hahaha Live niggaz respect it, check it I kick flows for ya, kick down doors for ya Even left all my motherfuckin hoes for ya Niggaz think frankie pussy whipped, nigga picture that With a kodak, insta-ma-tak We don't get down like that, lay my game down quite flat Sweetness, where you parked at Petiteness but that ass fat She got a body make a nigga wanna eat that, I'm fucking witchu The bitch official doe, dick harder than a missile yo Try to hit if she trippin dissapearin like Arsenio Yo, the bitch push a double-oh With the five in front, probably a connivin' stunt Y'all drive in front, I'm a peel with her Find a deal with her, she fuck around and steal, huh Then we all get laced Television's, Versace heaven, when I'm up in em The shit she kicked, all the shit's legit She get dick from a player off the New York Knicks Nigga tricked ridiculous, the shit was plush She's stressin me to fuck, like she was in a rush We fucked in his bed, quite dangerous I'm in his ass while he playin gainst the utah jazz My 112, cd blast, I was past She came twice I came last, roll the grass She giggle, say I don't smoke it on homegrown Then I heard her moan, honey I'm home Yep, tote chrome for situations like this I'm up in his broad I know he won't like this Now I'm like bitch you better talk to him Before this fist put a spark to him Fuck around shit get dark to him, put a part through him Lose a major part to him, arm, leg She beggin me to stop but this cat gettin closer Gettin hot like a toaster, I cocks the toast, uhh Before my eyes could blink She screams out, honey bring me up something to drink He go back downstairs more time to think Her brain racing, she's tellin me to stay patient She don't know I'm, cool as a fan Gat in hand, I don't wanna blast her man But I can and I will though, I probably chill doe Even though situation lookin kinda ill yo It came to me like a song I wrote Told the bitch gimme your scarf, pillowcase and rope Got dressed quick, tied the scarf around my face Roped the bitch up, gagged her mouth with the pillowcase Play the cut, nigga comin off some love potion shit Flash the heat on 'em, he stood emotionless Dropped the glass screamin, don't blast here's the stash A hundred cash just don't shoot my ass, please Nigga pullin mad g's out the floor Put stacks in a Prada knapsack, hit the door Grab the keys to the five, call my niggas on the cell Bring some weed I got a story to tell, uhh Yo man, y'all niggaz ain't gonna believe what the fuck happened to me Remember that bitch I left the club with man yo, freaky yo, I'm up in This bitch playa this bitch fuckin run them ol mink ass niggaz and shit I'm up in the spot though, one of them six-five niggaz, I don't know Anyway I'm up in the motherfuckin spot, so boom I'm up in the pussy Whatever whatever, I sparks up some lye, pop duke creeps up in on some Must have been rained out or something because he's in the Spot had me scared, had me scared, I was shook daddy, but I forget I Had my roscoe on me always, you know how we do, so anyway the nigga Comes up the stairs, he creepin up the steps, the bitch all shook she Sends the nigga back downstairs to get some drinks and shit. She gettin Mad nervous, I said fuck that man I'm the nigga, you know how we do it Nigga, ransom note style put the scarf around my motherfuckin face Gagged that bitch up, played the kizzack. Soon this nigga comes up in The spot, flash the desert in his face he drops the glass, looked like The nigga pissed on his-self or somethin, word to mother ahh fuck it This nigga runs dead to the floor, peels up the carpet, start givin me Mad papers, mad papers, I told you that bitch was a shiesty bitch cuz Word to mother I used to fuck her cousin but you ain't know that hahaha You wouldn't know that shit, really though, I threw all that Motherfuckin money up in the prada knapsack. two words, I'm gone No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo nigga got some lye, y'all got Some lye

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset She's going off about something that you said 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like And she'll never know your story like I do 'Cause she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me, you belong with me Walk in the streets with you in your worn-out jeans I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself "Hey, isn't this easy?" And you've got a smile that can light up this whole town I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down You say, "You're fine", I know you better than that Hey, what you doing with a girl like that? She wears high heels, I wear sneakers She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me Standing by and waiting at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me Oh, I remember you driving to my house In the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh When you know you're 'bout to cry I know your favorite songs And you tell me 'bout your dreams Think I know where you belong Think I know it's with me Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me Standing by and waiting at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me You belong with me Have you ever thought just maybe, you belong with me? You belong with me