She came in, the wrong way out Turned me round, like a roundabout Had me tied, like a ball and chain B’fore I knew, it was all in train If I knew then what I don’t know now I think I’d bow She took my hand and let me fly Before I learned how to ride She came in, the wrong way out B’fore I knew, what it was all about Hung my past, on the washing line Left my dreams, just to buy some time She spread my seed like a sackfull o’ grain She took my name Good lord, man, what have I done B’fore I learned how to run Run! She came in, the wrong way out B’fore I knew, what it was all about Hung my past, on the washing line Left my dreams, just to buy some time She spread my seed like a sackfull o’ grain She took my name Good lord, man, what have I done B’fore I learned how to run Run! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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