Rodney Crowell - The Weight of the World Lyrics

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The Weight of the World

The Weight of the World Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Weight of the World By Rodney Crowell?
Smoking down the track
I'm a fireball mill Lord, coal's so black Can't even see the rail Followin' tongues of steel Behind, I drive the wheel Pulls the weight of the world Coming up the road Another rubber tire four They got us hooked on oil 'Til the pipeline blow Such a shame to see Adding World War Three To the weight of the world Yeah, the weight of the world Up the top of a mountain Well I ne'er should Poisonous as the river With the devils's own sludge It's the American dream But if you live downstream Here comes the weight of the world Ton of plastic bottles Headed out to sea Bound to build an island Thanks to you and me Another man-made pearl For the junk we hurl Top the weight of the world Yeah, the weight of the world I got to feed the baby Recompense the rent For the way I think I? Where all the money went Well there's a piper to pay Can't get away From the weight of the world Look up in the sky Is it a bird or a plane? Taking love to [delight?] Drove us all insane Since it send us reeling The only thing with feeling Is the weight of the world First we get so numb Then we all succumb To the weight of the world Yeah the weight of the world (Let me get my guitar in there one more time) |
Who Wrote The Weight of the World By Rodney Crowell?
Emmylou Harris, Rodney J. Crowell
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