Starin' out the window of this hotel room The waxing and waning giant northern moon Brother Aldo, are you good for a few more bucks? I promise someday soon I'm gonna change my luck
The rain is makin' rivers of the Stockholm streets Soakin' through my coat, through my boots to my feet No one can ever tell me when enough's enough Descendin' every ladder to the final rung
I paid for this pain, I'm runnin' through my blood You couldn't ever tell me when enough's enough To trade a few more nickels for another nail Don't let my will give out before my body fails
Taxi to the corner, it's another mile In another corner, somewhere else tomorrow No one can tell me that enough's enough I paid for this pain I put into my blood
The choppin' and churnin' of the northern tides Rip out a wound as deep as the ocean is wide And I thank my God because I prayed for it I went to my knees when the medicine hit
I felt the slightest sting as though an insect bit No one could ever tell me that it's time to quit Fadin' flickering lights, my candle barely lit Brother, 'alo, are you good for a few more bucks? No one could ever tell me that enough's enough
I paid for this pain I put into my blood I paid for this pain I put into my blood I paid for this pain I put into my blood No one could ever tell me that enough's enough You could never tell me that enough's enough Stockholm city bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
