Тексты песен 67 Special

"Get the dog away from the porch... 1, 2, a 1, 2, 3, 4" Well it's near on five degrees And I'm freezing in my sheets What I wouldn't give for you next to me It's near on five degrees I gotta

And burn in blood all the sinners sons Winners and grinners of an appropriate thought Hellfire spark from the teacher tongue Sing along to the sailor's song Wo oh coz you speak in tongue but the boys