Lynyrd Skynyrd - Gotta go

Tekst :

I don t care who you are baby
Don t care about all the friends that you know
And why you chose me
Lord, sweet mama don t want to know
Can t tie me down baby
Don t bring me down
Chains can t hold me, I gotta go

I don t want your money baby
Don t care for your fancy clothes
And how you people live together
I say Lord in Heaven only knows
Can t tie me down people
Don t bring me down
Oh the man can t stop me, I gotta go
Gonna hit that road
Buy me some coke

You can take all your charm baby
Yea sweet daddy knows where it goes
Yes it does
You can tell your big sister thanks alot for the hole
Can t tie me down baby
Don t bring me down
Chains can t hold me, I gotta go
Gonna hit that road
I gotta go, don t hold me baby

Inne utwory

  • Comin home
  • None of us are free
  • One in the sun
  • The last rebel
  • Backstreet crawler
  • Was i right or wrong
  • Good thing
  • All i can do is write about it
  • Travellin man
  • Mr. Banker
  • Four walls of raiford
  • Wino
  • Good luck, bad luck
  • The seasons
  • Pure and simple
  • Double trouble
  • South of heaven
  • Smokestack lightning
  • Railroad song
  • Losowe utwory

    Thugz cry

    For the ghetto media
    Don t let the light skin fool y all
    I will fuck you up

    [Chorus: Bizzy Bone]

    This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry [3X]
    This is what it sounds like
    when thugz cry, when thugz cry
    This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry [4X]
    This is what it sounds...

    Lonely

    Girl
    I m so lonely
    and i hate each day
    that you re not by my side
    You
    You ve been the one to show me
    there is no easy way
    to find the truth inside
    And I wonder where you are...

    Splitsville

    1000 volt blast, I was shocked
    On the couch in underwear and socks
    Feeling like my brain is fried
    Starin in stereo at lights
    I couldn t hear a sight

    No energy to fight the fight
    Words ringing in my ears

    Filthy - Gorgeous

    When you re walkin down the street
    And the man tries to get your business
    And the people that you meet
    Want to open you up like Christmas
    You gotta wrap your fuzzy in a big red bow
    ain t no sum bitch gonna...

    No fit state

    Scuse me sir i would like to leave the ride
    Too many emergencies this time
    I forgot, i forgot all this, all the trouble at my fingertips
    Too many emergencies this time

    Scuse me sir but what is in your bag
    Feels like those evil things you had
    I...