Well, if I had a nickel for every line this town put on my face If I had a dime for every time I said I was fixing to leave this place It would help me buy the gas I'm about to pour on every thing I've seen I can't be sentimental when it don't mean nothing to me
Let it burn, burn, just let it burn I'm sick of hangin' 'round here waiting for the tides to turn It don't matter if its far or near, just as long as I get out of here Let it burn, let it burn
I work too damn hard to wind up in this shotgun shack To get a little behind and have a man come and take it back They're all breathing down my neck waiting for me to fall Well if it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
Let it burn, burn, momma let it burn I can't wait to see 'em all when they ain't got nowhere to turn I watch the flames light up the sky Blow 'em a kiss as I wave good-bye. Yeah
Let it burn, burn, just let it burn Well, I'm sick of hangin' 'round here waiting for the tides to turn Yeah, even if I wanted to stay, they'd probably run me out of here anyway Let it burnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
