There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord If you pulled out a knife You might do me right There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord
Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword Well he pulled out a sword The angels they roared Little Arthur, he pulled out a sword
My knife, it can't make you king My knife, it can't make you king It won't make you king Won't nobody sing My knife, it can't make you king
Heaven's got two rooms for me My heaven's got two rooms for me There's two rooms for me And yours makes that three My heaven's got two rooms for me
There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord There's a knife in my belly, oh Lord If you pulled out a knife You might do me right There's a knife in my belly, oh LordTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
