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Mobile Home (demo) Karaoke - Jelly Roll

This title is a cover version of Mobile Home (demo) as made famous by Jelly Roll

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About

Same as the original tempo: 90 BPM

In the same key as the original: G

Duration: 02:26 - Sample at: 01:14

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2021
Genres: Folk, In English
Original songwriter: John Lee Smith, David Ray Stevens, Jelly Roll

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Mobile Home (demo)

I've been smokin' and I ain't comin' down
No my feet won't touch the ground and I can't help it
I seen hopeless
I rather be lost and never found
Ain't no tellin' where
I'm headin' now and I accept it
Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home
On the road again
Papa lives like a rollin' stone
I just plant my seed
Sit back and watch 'em grow
Take all my problems
I roll 'em up and smoke
I like the whiskey
Tequila when its cold
I can feel it in my soul when I tie one off
My doctor tells me if I wanna grow great and old
Imma have to let these vices go but I don't know
Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home
On the road again
Papa lives like a rollin' stone
I just plant my seed
Sit back and watch 'em grow
Take all my problems
I roll 'em up and smoke
There's a single wide trailer
Mama sittin' at the table
Watchin' basic cable with the cigarette lit
All the hell that we been raisin' and the trails that we been blazin'
To be this lucky that don't make no sense
Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home
On the road again
Papa lives like a rollin' stone
I just plant my seed
Sit back and watch 'em grow
Take all my problems
I roll 'em up and smoke

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