Тексты песен A.C. Reed

Florine, Lord you know I call her, Flo Florine, you know I call her, Flo She's my hip shakin' mama and she shake like jello You know I met her, long time ago You know I met her, long time ago She's my

Lord, I smoke, smoke, smoke Smoke two packs a day Only thing it's doin' to me Is fadin' my life away That's why, I'm gonna do what I gotta do, oh yeah Well, I done made up my mind I'm gonna cut this s

Ridin' down a highway in my ragged Greyhound bus Wanted to buy me some food but my money didn't have enough No time for foolin' around I had to go an' do a show So I edged it off the highway at a 7-11

I was runnin' down the highway, goin' down to New Orleans Two women passed me, drivin' a big machine I didn't know what it was but finally I caught up They gettin' a spendin' ticket and they were driv

I know little gal, you gon' miss me I know, darlin' you gon' cry When it's all over, you might wanna die-i I know, gonna have tears in your eye-eyes You'll be lonely an really won't know why-i When it