Comin' Round
Lyrics
I see you comin' round the bend I just can't think of anything That can make me smile like you can I see you comin' round the bendfull lyrics...
I see you comin' round the bend I just can't think of anything That can make me smile like you can I see you comin' round the bendfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
bluegrass influenceselectronica influences
tremendous bass
a knack for catchy hooks
danceable beats
vocal samples
extensive use of vocal samples
southern vocal twang
clear pronunciation
the use of chordal patterning
boomin' kick drum
a synth bass riff
acoustic guitar riffs
a hand percussion layer
light percussion fills
acoustic guitar pickin'
a dry recording sound
subtle use of noise effects
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I see you comin' round the bend If daddy wasn't ready all it took was one rubber The product of a bad hand and a young mother 'Cause he keeps the heat on and his little sister fed And you can rest assure that my son will know I just can't think of anything Life does change, and the sun does set Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., SOAR LOSER MUSIC, WB MUSIC CORP. I just can't think of anything I just can't think of anything Thankfully his son is a real come upper That can make me smile like you can There, the plight of my people is uncovered There is no king for the throne I seat That can make me smile like you can With his knowledge of the land and the tools in the shed Songwriters: Ben Kaufmann, Warren Anderson Mathis, Timothy Z Mosley That can make me smile like you can Whenever it was needed He'd send me some direction I see you comin' round the bend All by myself, so alone I leap I just can't think of anything It makes the soul smile to see what I've accomplished Welcome into church only meant for collection That can make me smile like you can I'd gaze up at the sky and take a minute for reflection I see you comin' round the bend I see you comin' round the bend I taught 'em my slang, I didn't mean the world harm I've lived a lot of life so my innocence is blown One time for the New South's imminent progression I just can't think of anything I see you comin' round the bend As long as daddy know that his son does sweat That can make me smile like you can I see you comin' round the bend He's only fourteen, but he's grown by me I just can't think of anything I just can't think of anything Nothing they can do to have prevented this obsession But my last breath ain't a one gust yet For the young boy that's gone five weeks With the vaccination of innocence infection I see you comin' round the bend He don't really mean it, he just winning his election I'll sleep fine and a child will come It makes you view change with degenerate dejection I've been across the globe and I've seen the world's charm I see you comin' round the bend That can make me smile like you can There's a portion of the south in the spirit of this song No avenue he won't pursue for the bread To the common man at the end of his oppression My heart is behind it if I hint it or suggest it I just can't think of anything To prevent the pain that his family done suffered I see you comin' round the bend That can make me smile like you can That can make me smile like you can That can make me smile like you can That his da-da wasn't a one squeal show The same as he did for that uncut check That can make me smile like you can And the common woman, genders no exception With the same last name as my poppa's son's He could be in school, but he choose this instead Pay no nevermind to what the senators confession Is it baby balls, or a miniature erection Keep followin' the fiddle, it'll never steer you wrong Ain't the good Lord so generous with blessings I just can't think of anything 'Cause it's gonna be something on the table come supper Please keep providing with men in your reflection I got up out the woods without a map or a compass And who was there to speak for him but Bubba I'm headin' to the grave to replenish it at most I see you comin' round the bend I finish with aggression but meant it with affection He listens to his own, can't relate to none other I just can't think of anything


