There's no trespassing sign On that old cabin's door There's a man who dwells there Who don't like to speak anymore
It gets colder quicker now Up on that old mountain's brow The sun don't shine like it used to But it always comes down
They say they've tried to coax him down A hundred times or more But he just points to the shovel Layin' next to the door They say sometimes you've just gotta let a man Dig his own grave
It gets colder quicker now Up on that old mountain's brow The sun don't shine like it used to But it always comes downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
