Should've been a lawman, diamond in hand with a radical creed Should've punched clocks on the beers and the docks makin' concrete I've seen ships down in Savannah left their ivory sails soar I could've gotten used to life it seems Could've been a doctor livin' in a mansion, rich as I'd be Could've had a fast car, young blonde girlfriend all for free I like to think in some town far away there'd be a man like I am now He will feel that he was losin' touch Lost too much
High in the country Where the skies are blue High in the country Where I dream of you
Well I'm down with the devil, I'm down with the saints I'm layin' on thick, fresh coats of paint Take it all back, take it all back, Jack She never loved a damn thing, never lost faith I would die a thousand deaths to end up in her lovin' arms Every chance I had I threw away I spent every day
High in the country Where the skies are blue High in the country Where I dream of you
Where I dream of you As I dream of you
High in the country Where the strong wind blew High in the country Where I dream of you
Still I dream of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
