I'm getting tired of hanging round Thank god we'll marry and settle down Cause this old night life this old sport life Is killing me
I got a letter from my home Most of my friends are dead and gone I begin to worry I begin to wonder Bout days to come
My mother used to talk to me I was young and foolish could not see Now I got no mother My sisters and brothers don't care for me
I swear I'm gone change my ways I'm getting older everyday When I was young and foolish it was so easy To run and play
I'm getting tired [I'm getting tired] Of hanging round [of hanging round] Thank god we'll marry [thank god we'll marry] And settle down [and settle down] Cause this old night life this old sport life Is killing me Cause this old night life this old sport life Is killing meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
