Frisco's a full day from home, when you can afford to fly But it might as well be to the moon, when you're as broke as I Here I sit, with my head in my hands, and watch the trains roll By Lord, the helping-hand mission man warned me the nights here got Cold
When you're cold, there's nothing as welcome as sunshine When you're dry, there's nothing as welcome as rain When you're alone, there's nothing much slower than passing Time When you're afoot, there's nothing as fast as a train
Yes, Frisco's a mighty rich town and that ain't a lie Why, they've got some buildings that reach a mile into the sky Yet no-one can even afford the time just to tell me - why Is this world full of people, and so many people alone?
When you're alone, you ain't got much reason for livin' But while you're alive, you just got to live with your pain Unless you've been alone for so long, there's no-one left for Giving And you find yourself searching your past, for the links to the ChainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
