Тексты песен Blues Traveler

Music & Lyrics: John Popper Autumn air it carries me there Less than an hour to go Six hundred miles an hour And still it feels so slow I'm trying to get back to Burlington To a square in the cent

No, I think we got it You got a '68 Chevy in the middle of a dirt pile You see it come back because it's gonna be here for a while Your mama needs some money too So does her niece, your cousin You thi

Theres a man who leads a life of danger To everyone he meets, he stays a stranger With every move he makes Another chance he takes Odds are he wont live to see tomorrow Secret agent man, secret

Original Performer: Robert Johnson Hidehey Baby don't you wanna go Back to that same old place Sweet home Chicago Come on Baby don't you wanna go Come on Baby don't you wanna go Back to that same old

I've been hoping for some last stand To bank everything on one heroic play But when you're waiting for your big chance I've come to learn that it don't go down that way And I'm not talking about no fr