Wrong Side of the Mountain - Bothnia

Caught up on the wrong side of the law Got caught, got caught, got caught Caught up on the wrong side of the law I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up Sometimes the dragon and the beast Manifests itself inna the form of the police Spot check deh pon the streets, "Out the car" A so dem greet me "Pass the Rasta colour bag deh make we see it deh" Me make them know say the ragga ragga hair match the Macka wah appear In the back of wah me steering No, a no even no weight, a hundred dollar worth But the chalice in the bag did make the matter worse Them say"book him... felony possession." What kind o' law this? Hold on, no Yard this? Dem gimme court date just fi frustrate me That amuse me, mi say "Make sure is a Tuesday" I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up "'Cause I'm busy on Wednesday morning. Thursday morning too." Plus a Good Friday, that mean if dem hold I fi the weekend All 'til Monday night me a sleep in deh Then Dutty pree to me it come in like a resurrection So me switch the rhetoric in another direction Me never know the officer name, #11747 a the number wah them give him Tell me fi sign and go pon me way Inspector walk in like him have sup'n fi say Him say: "You want back you weed?" Then I say no but truthfully I think my chalice is due to me I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up Him kiss him teeth and run me out o'the station Mi walk out a feel a different elation, no Jubilation is the word that I mean Because him think him achieve Think say that grieve me Go back in the car, you know what greet me The one pound under the seat beneath me, believe me Him think him catch me off guard the whole night Him never know Diggy en garde! Sword fight 'Cause I will give up a hundred dollar bag and a chalice any day Fi a pound wah mi save Dutty say him have a story fi tell Me have a story fi sell, fi sell, fi sell I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Dub style, dub style, dub style!

Theres a place in a piney hollow That no one but me can find Some Choctaw built it in the hillside Stone by stone in a simpler time It's a holy place my daddy showed me Back before this land of mine On the blue side of the mountain Where the sun don't ever shine So deep and dark like a hurtin' down in my heart Maybe someday they'll show me some kind of sign On the blue side of the mountain Where the sun don't ever shine I'm goin' back to a world of shadow Gotta find some peace 'fore I lose my mind On the blue side of the mountain Where the sun don't ever shine So deep and dark like a hurtin' down in my heart Maybe someday they'll show me some kind of sign On the blue side of the mountain Where the sun don't ever shine Where the sun don't ever shine

Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks When the wolf bains blooming by the tressel Get the eyeball of a rooster, stones from a ditch Wash 'em down with bilge water Say you'll never snitch Take the buttons from a yellow jacket Feather from a buzzard Blood from the bounty hunters, cold black heart Catch the tears of a widow in a thimble made of glass Tell your mama and your papa They can kiss your ass Poison all the water in the wishin' well Hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree And burn down them honeymoons and put 'em in a pillow case Wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me Strangle all the Christmas carols, scratch out all you prayers Tie 'em up with barbed wire, push them down the stairs I'll whittle you a pistol Keepin' nightmares off your blinds Them sons of bitches always seem to sneak up from behind Syphon all the gas from your daddy's pickup truck Fill up Jonny's T-Bird, I got a couple bucks Put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair Be careful that you don't wake up the hounds Tear a bolt of lightning from the side of the sky Throw her in the cedar chest If you want me, I'll tell you why Bring the gear shift knob from a 49 mere Lie down here beside me, let me hold you in the dirt You're gonna tremble Tear the throat out of the night Sink your teeth into my shoulder Dig your nails into my back Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve You'll be a woman when I catch you Come baby, fall in love with me With my double barrel shotgun A whole box of shells We'll celebrate the 4th of July We'll do a hounfred miles an hour spendin' someone elses dough Drive all the way to Reno on the wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road On the wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road

I don't know why you keep him in the dark Your secret ain't a secret anymore I can't keep fighting for you if I'm not the only one Cause I don't want just pieces of your heart I don't want just pieces of your heart What's wrong with me? With you is where I want to be But I know you don't belong with me So why does this feel like home If you're not with me I know where you are Right back in somebody else's arms Eyes get heavy Cause we had too much When the buzz starts wearing off It's hard to wake up in an empty bеd Stuck on the wrong side of love Oh oh oh Stuck on thе wrong side of love Stuck on the wrong side of love I wonder what you tell him when he asks Where you're going and when you're coming back I can't keep fighting for you if I'm not the only one How long you think this shit's gonna last How long do you think this shit's gonna last What's wrong with me? With you is where I want to be But I know you don't belong with me So why does this feel like home If you're not with me I know where you are Right back in somebody else's arms Eyes get heavy Cause we had too much When the buzz starts wearing off It's hard to wake up in an empty bed Stuck on the wrong side of love Oh oh oh Stuck on the wrong side of love Stuck on the wrong side of love

A friend of a friend needs a favor No questions asked, there's not much more to say Me and the wife, we need the money We've got four kids all hungry, one on the way Slip these sweat socks in your shirt And pray they think your packin' Be sure to keep your head down, don't look 'em in the eye And don't get fancy, Ricky, we ain't Jimmy Cagney Look at me, let's do the job And let's get home tonight I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey Singing cowboy songs On the right side of wrong We picked a helluva of night From the shore I see the skyline In a couple of hours from now Rick We're gonna get out of this life We'll stop for smokes, I brought a six pack We'll stop at lookers on the way back Hell, we'll laugh this off, keep your fingers crossed That all goes well tonight I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey Singing cowboy songs On the right side of wrong We'll make the grade, they'll know our names I need a friend to drive here Wear my necklace of St. Christopher And talk to him while I go inside I'll take that suitcase, get the cash And we'll be gone before you know Wait until we tell the girls we're moving down To the Gulf of Mexico... A friend of a friend needed a favor Life was just what happened While we were busy making plans We never saw nothing, there was a run-in .9 millimeter steel was coming for the windshield of that Oldsmobile As the cop said, "Show your hands!" I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right Yeah and just like Butch and Sundance let's ride until the dawn Here's a whiskey, singing cowboy songs On the right side of wrong

I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis Really breakin' away this time A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest Takin' me to that Nashville sign No turnin' back, I've come too far Headed down 40 with my old guitar This ain't Graceland, that's a fact And I ain't drivin' a pink Cadillac I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes These cowboy boots are gettin' kinda restless And I ain't gotta single thing to lose I've had this dream from a tender age Calling my name from the Opry stage I can hear it sing loud and clear 200 miles and I'll be there I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis Really breakin' away this time A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest Takin' me to that Nashville sign Yes I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes These cowboy boots, gettin' kinda restless Ain't gotta single thing to lose Ho, hoho I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis I've got the cowboy boots and they're I've been livin' on the wrong side of Memphis Full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest Takin' me to that Nashville sign