Smell the fragrance of the old pine tree See the woman, she's down on her knees She own some land and a good crop she seeks Down along the banks of Greenwood Creek
I can hear that southbound rollin' Carryin' all my hopes away I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school When I'm gonna get out, I can't say
Played guitar for ten long years My only pay was the hound dogs' cheers Someday I'm gonna get me some land Far away in that promised land
I can hear that southbound rollin' Carryin' all my hopes away I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school When I'm gonna get out, I can't say
Played guitar for ten long years My only pay was the hound dogs' cheers Someday I'm gonna get me some land Far away in that promised land
I can hear that southbound rollin' Carryin' all my hopes away I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school When I'm gonna get out, I can't sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
