You see, what I'm trying to say I've been going through a bad spell I got to keep on travelling, hell I know well I got to make my bed in a hard shell Lord You know it keeps my back from crackin' And my fields, I got to keep them burning Anytime I hear a bell peal I keep on running down the road
I've been having bad dreams Well maybe tomorrow when I'm hungry baby I'd beg for you, what'd I say steal and borrow Would you help me Really help me, really help me To run down the road Would you be with me
I'm gonna tell you just one more time I must have said something wrong Hey, there's only two eggs in my sandwich And if I had wings girl, I'd fly to Where the sand is silver Not dirty yellow, but silver And I'll just sit there with you Just sit there with you That's what I'll do See I'm sick and tired of hotels, hard bedsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
