Bumping down the county road, some sneaky in the beat Agnes sighs and checks her thighs she’s moving…movin’ through the Heat, it takes a heavy toll that the people love to pay So get your roll of dimes and your sippin’ wine ‘Cause forgettin’ time’s the order of the day
Yellow bus drops Gospel Jones, he lost that eye in ‘43 With a soggy smile, he’ll preach a while about losin’ Losin’ nothing but a state of mind like a roll of dice, You gotta let ‘em fall where they may But the gospel’s gold is in the glass he holds And ain’t nobody gonna take it away
Token stories, trading glory for the flame Stumbling softly, fire gently soothes the soul
Detroit hank looking for some love raises a glass to Lemon Klein Looking bold, she’s off parole and gleaming Scheming from behind a different bar and a darker star Where everyone takes a seat ‘Cos when yer fightin time & yer soaked with wine You forget that you can leave
Gospel’s watching Agnes dancing near the flame Stumbling softly, fire gently soothes the soul Heated prancing she keeps dancing with pain Gospel’ssinging – Nipper’s Corner’s gonna blow
Bumpin’ down the county road, some sneaky in the beat Agnes sighs and drops her eyes She’s movin’…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
