All I can hear is wind shouting though the forest All I can hear is the sun as it's shining I wish I was home but I'm lost They say she's waiting by the Natchez Trace In all the silver thread and cold black lace When she put you in your resting place Would you take my gold or leave my soul unscathed
All I can hear is the howling wind and a haunting woman I know 'Cause all the angels in heaven, devils in hell I think I'm caught in this rock and roll She's waiting by the Natchez Trace In all the silver thread and cold black lace When she put you in your resting place Would you take my gold or leave my soul unscathed
You got to leave me alone You got to leave me alone You got to leave me alone
No, no, no, no If the woman don't get ya the snakes will This road is so long and so dark and so cold She's one bad woman, one bad woman Waiting for me, get your hands off me She's waiting by the Natchez Trace In all the silver thread and cold black lace When she put you in your resting home No, no, no, noTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
