AMERIICAN REQUIEM-Beyoncé.mp3

AMERIICAN REQUIEM - Beyoncé
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Nothin' really ends
For things to stay the same they have to change again
Hello my old friend
You change your name but not the ways you play pretend
American Requiem
Them big ideas
Yeah
Are buried here
Yeah
Amen
It's a lot of talkin' goin' on
While I sing my song
Can you hear me
I said
Do you hear me
Looker there looker there now
Looker there looker there
Looker looker looker there looker there
Looker looker looker there looker there
Looker looker looker there looker there
Oh yeah
Looker looker looker there looker there
It's a lot of chatter in here
But let me make myself clear
Oh
Can you hear me
Huh
Or do you fear me
Wow
Can we stand for something
Now is the time to face the wind
Ow
Coming in peace and love y'all
Oh a lot of takin' up space
Salty tears beyond my gaze
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Ooh ah
Can we stand
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand with me
Can we stand for something
Now is the time to face the wind
Now ain't the time to pretend
Now is the time to let love in
Thinkin' to myself
Thinkin' to myself
It's a lot of talkin' goin' on
Oh
While I sing my song
Yeah
Do you hear me when I say
Do you hear me when I say
Ah
Looker there looker there
Looker look
Looker looker looker looker looker
Looker looker there looker there
L l l l l l l l l l looker there
Oh looker there looker there
Looker there looker there
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
L L L L L L L L L L L
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can you stand me
Can we stand for something
Now is the time to face the wind
Now is the time to face the wind
Now ain't the time to pretend
Now is the time to let love in
To let love in
Together can we stand
Looker there looker in my hand
The grandbaby of a moonshine man
Gadsden Alabama
Got folks down in Galveston rooted in Louisiana
They used to say I spoke too country
And the rejection came said I wasn't country 'nough
Said I wouldn't saddle up but
If that ain't country tell me what is
Plant my bare feet on solid ground for years
They don't don't know how hard I had to fight for this
When I sing my song
When I sing the song of abraham
When the angels guide and take my hand
Oh no
Goodbye to what has been
Pretty house that we never settled in
A funeral for fair weather friends
I am the one to cleanse me of my father's sins
American Requiem
Them big ideas
Yeah
Are buried here
Yeah
Amen