Slipping away what can I say Won`t you stay inside me month of May And hold on to me golden day, slipping away
Sunshine on my wall To keep my mind on the things I`m saying Footsteps in the hall To tell me I`ve been this way before, nevermore
Let it rain sweet Mary Jane Let it wash your love down all around me Come inside and put it down Let it rain
I`ve been trying hard to find a way to let you know That we can make it shine most all the time This time `round I`m searching down to where I used to go And it`s been on my mind to make it shine
You can say I want to be free I can say someday I will be
You can say I want to be free I can say someday I will be
When I catch a common cold want to hear a saxophone When I let the good times roll, baby Slide me a bass trombone
Walk me down old Funky Street Lord knows I feel good enough to eat (now) Hold my soul. Now, I`m sure enough fond of my rock `n roll
When I go to sleep at night want to hear a slide guitar When I`m feeling loose and right Riding in my automobile Boney Maroney and Peggy Sue Got the rocking pneumonia, got the boogey-woogey flu Baby, hold my soul. Said, I`m sure enough fond of my rock `n roll Good GodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
