I walked in here off the dirty mile Swaggered in prison style Aching bones and dirty feet Needing a bed and something to eat
I played for you and I played it right I sang in tune and I danced all night I looked at you as the only one I didn't know it could come undone
Well I hit the road when I was fifteen When my mother died and my dad got mean Been locked up since twenty-one I was my mother's only son
Forgotten most through the early days But I remember what she used to say Little boy you're my pride and joy You're the only good thing about old Fitzroy
I feel the walls are falling down around It makes me loathe that town somehow I've been drinking all the wrong things all night I've been thinking about what I've got to do to survive this life, this life
I feel the walls are falling down around It makes me loathe that town somehow I've been drinking all the wrong things all night I've been thinking about what I've got to do to survive this life, this lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
