Oh, black beauty, take me home And all these crooked roads I've learnt to know My body is broken and bruised I've been away too long, my boys, they are confused Though my memory will fade, I'm so glad you let me play I can't do this on my own
Wooooah, ooooooh, oooh Well I've got this music in my veins But that don't seem to matter much these days Yeah, so many people seem so fake And the reason why they play it ain't the same 'Cause they don't write their songs, Just hit the tracks and play along While Johnny Cash rolls over in his grave
Wooooah, ooooooh, oooh My home has got my heart Wooooah, ooooooh, oooh My home has got my heart
Wooooah, ooooooh, oooh My home has got my heart Wooooah, ooooooh, oooh My home has got my heart
And I've learned from all my fears I've been gone for all these years Oh and when I say goodbye will I be holding back my tears A million different faces that I will not forget Of all the things you've taught me how to live without regret All you people that I love I never would have known Without a guitar and a microphoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
