On the road again, on the road again Driving north towards the great Star of Bethlehem On the road again, on the road again I reckon rain said a preacher to a weatherman
On the road again, on the road again Driving north towards the great Star of Bethlehem On the road again, on the road again I reckon rain said a preacher to a weatherman
You gonna really love it I think you really would You gonna wanna hug it I think you really should
On the road again, on the road again Driving north towards the great Star of Bethlehem On the road again, on the road again I reckon rain said a preacher to a weatherman
You gonna really hate it I think you really would Want to annihilate it I think you really should
I come from a family of five My daddy came here in 1979 Mom had long hair and big, pretty, brown eyes Push me down and I'll make you meet your demise I come from a family of five My daddy came here in 1979 Mom had long hair and big, pretty, brown eyes Push me down and I'll make you meet your demiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
