Wicked, wicked From the mouth I spout - o Lord Don let these thoughts come out My knees they knock and my feet they fail The thoughts I think I see your face turn pale Take my hand an you will see - the one in the wayback Take my hand an' you will be the one atop the swayback
Your word so pretty Yes I love that sound My heart like a hammer does pound My breath it leaves me to speak it My legs they tremble to the ground
Wish I was a bible thumpin' fool Ye from the old school A mind as narrow as the road I walk Always upright when I talk but Take my hand and you will see...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
