I'm headed southbound Long way to go down Where the weather don't suit my clothes Police can't catch me Lord how they tried They always miss me When I'm passing by I'm passing by I threw all my things and i faked lie Down one last dollar boys, and that is all i got Well i found all my friends just so i could say goodbye I couldn't hold it down. Good god how I tried Some got religion and they just can't win Well i take to hard drinking and i push my feelings in Im leaving town and all people that i know Well I'm drunk as hell and i and that freight trade my home Im headed southbound Long way to go down Where the weather don't suit my clothes Police can't catch me Lord how they tried They always miss me when I'm passing by I'm passing by Rains' pouring hard makes no stearin sign 900 more miles And I'll be doing just fine And if the moon and the stars are the only shelter that I know I guess i got this whole world and you to call my home call my home
@marijnmethorst89574 жыл бұрын
Een prachtig melancholisch lied dat het verlangen op reis te gaan en daarna weer thuis te komen aanwakkert.
@littlemidget97343 жыл бұрын
Vind het prachtig en het word gezongen door een engelsman heel knap