I believe in a minute for every man When he must take notice of the clock and all its hands If he sees the road leads straight ahead Got to run on down, never never be afraid And it's yours, go out and get it Don't get wet, please keep dry Think about the people that made you cry.
I know a man, six feet tall Buckskin jacket, velvet stripes and all From Boston town, educated well And he keeps his mind within a padded shell It's yours, go out and get it Don't get wet, please keep dry Think about the people that made you cry.
Behind the curtain, upon the shelf Lives a man, living with himself Behind his eyes, behind his smile What's going on, nobody in the world can tell It's yours, go out and get it Don't get wet, please keep dry Think about the people that made you cry.
It's yours, go out and get it Don't get wet, please keep dry Think about the people that made you cry.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
