Another night in this old town Sometimes growin up can only bring you down Sometimes I sit, I wonder Sometimes I scream as loud as thunder Little brother dont you know Im a man They might think Im just a boy But they dont understand These city streets, they tell me stories about busted dreams and faded glory No one seems to understand,
They tell me walk, dont run, the time will find you Walk, dont run and your heart will guide you to Walk, dont run, they say growing up it just aint so much fun I feel like a loaded gun They say dont run
My mom and dad work every day Just to keep shoes on our feet they slaved their lives away Grandpa had to do the same, it took him to an early grave Call me a rebel, say the boy dont think Im old enough to fight for my country I aint old enough for a drink And Im not a pawn, I cant play their game But Poppa Im proud just to wear your name Then he held out his hand, he said I understand
But remember walk, dont run, the time will find you Walk, dont run and your heart will guide you to Walk, dont run, just walk, dont runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
