• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Great White Horse - Buck Owens
• Great Outdoors! - Clutch
• Corroded - Arise
• Great Outdoors! - Willie The Kid

(When I was a young girl I used to dream of a lover
To be my shining knight of strength one day
He'd cary me to a castle in the heavens and battle all my dragons on the way
And he'd ride down on a great white horse he'd bring me love I was longing for
He'd bring me joy and lasting peace on a great white horse he'd ride away with me
Singing dum-di-de-dum-dum-dum-di-de-dum)
When I was a young man I used to dream of a maiden
With long soft hair flowing in the wind
Her laughing eyes and loving arms would follow
When I'd sail around the world and back again
And I'd ride down on a great white horse I'd bring the love she was longing for
I'd bring her laughter and sunny days
And on a great white horse I'd carry her away
Singing dum-di-de-dum-dum-dum-di-de-dum
(The time has flown I find there are no dragons) and I don't wanna sail the seven seas
(Anywhere we are becomes our castle) and the only world I want is here with me
And we both ride on a great white horse we found the love we were longing for
(You're my sunshine on a rainy day) you're my April you're my May
Singing dum-di-de-dum-dum-dum-di-de-dum
Singing dum-di-de-dum-dum-dum-di-de-dum

All you lasses in Parnassus, swallowing swords
Shooting out fire at us heathen hordes
I was thinkin' something before I began
But then you done cut off both of my hands
Now I do my drinking from bamboo straws
Constantly kicking at tarantulas
What was I thinking, move to Baltimore?
Oh yeah, the great outdoors!
Jump into the water
Keel-hauled on the Constellation
Don't sell my belongings
'Cause you know that I'll be back
Remember when I told you that I was a samurai?
Well the fact of the matter is, that was a lie
There were some other things that I'd rather not recall
Y'all can blame it all on the alcohol
But you ain't got no business criticizing me
This is my house and I'll do as I please
What was I thinking, move to Baltimore?
Oh yeah, the great outdoors!
Jump into the water
Keel-hauled on the Constellation
Don't sell my belongings
'Cause you know that I'll be back
Move it on over and give me a slice
If you're in the market for green zucchini
Farmers' Almanac got the largest size
Winnebago woman, whatcha cookin'?
Move it on over and give me a slice
I'd be a richer man today if it weren't for physics
If I could levitate I would sell lots of tickets
And maybe do an interview with Larry King while floating
I'd be a richer man today if it weren't for physics
If I could levitate I would sell lots of tickets

You accomplished nothing and now it's to late, you chose wich game to play
and now it's game over.
[Chorus]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is
corroding and the torch is ready to burn.
You try to understand what is goin on, try to open your eyes and move your hands.
The bright light is hurting your eyes and yet you think that you are still
in the real world.
[Chorus x2]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is
corroding and the torch is ready to burn.
Absolute silence, so god damn cold, your life is history but the world grows older.
Your life flashes before your eyes, you see your body floating away.
[Chorus x2]
Your mind is divided and you have lost your shell, you soul is

(Intro)
Yo yo yo
(Hook)
Red wine for the bitches
Cognac for my niggas
Mind on my riches
(Verse)
Pourin Burgundy I get decent
Recent pictures of me
Meandering about
Vitamin C like a mandarin, complete thesis
Written well, you could tell just what I’m about
Michigan, we like the Yucatan peninsula
The black Yukon, apply a pin filled vest
Down field, no downfall, you know me know
Yukon potato on a 40 cow
Sour milk gets spilled
Split cream, split piece too
Coopers, couple chicks slippin outta slips, oops
Slippery slopes, hope I let em slide
Swim against the tide, a landslide
Hold the lance like Lancelot
A lot of knights at the round table, stable as Camelot
The watch will lock em and I’m outdoor
LL beam of ink, sweater on jeans
Looking better on
Onto better shit, I know I’m stubborn
No confederate, holding on to my old ways
Every time I sway I gotta pay
I came in sayin I’m goin out the same way
Pay me no mind but pay homage
Honor is important, I’m honest
The cottage hen, Amly was Amish
I’m just a Michigan nigga who wanted more
Forfeit never, way too formidable
Awkward wordsmith
Willie The Kid, Smithsonian
Purple ring bitches, apollonian
More working and less talking
More bitches and less bitch niggas
Niggas catch feelings when you do em like they do you
Who knew? Side effects of their own medicine, it’s voodoo
(Hook x2)
Red wine for the bitches
Cognac for my niggas
Mind on my riches
And the great outdoors