Flyin’ me back to Memphis / Gotta find my Daisy Jane / Well, the summer’s gone / And I hope she’s feelin’ the same
Baixar Mais Tocadas: América
America / America / America, fuck yeah! / Coming again, to save the mother fucking day yeah!
Clarice lay down your mind, it’s there just hard to find / Follow me as we wind our way, away / Behind an open door there lies a million more / Follow me as we wind our way, away
Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand / Two lazy dogs sittin’ watchin’ your man / Three roses were bought with you in mind / Three roses were bought with you in mind
I walk along the road and past your door / Then I remember things you said / I know in time we could’ve been so much more / But if you wanna come back home, go right ahead
Albuquerque will be there in the morning / Purple mountains will rise up from the floor / After that you can just lift up the curtain / And the whole world will be there at your door
All my life, without a doubt I give youAll my life, now and forever till theDay I die, you and I will shareAll the things this changing world can offerSo I sing, I’d be happy just toStay this way, spend each day, with youThere was a time, that I just thoughtThat I would lose my mindYou came along and then the sun did shineWe started on our wayI do recall that every moment spentWas wasted time but then I chose to lay it on the lineI put the past awayI put the past awayI put the past awayAll my life, I will carry you throughAll my life, between each hour of the passing daysI will stay with youThere was a time, that I just thoughtThat I would lose my mindYou came along and then the sun did shineWe started on our wayI do recall that every moment spentWas wasted time then I chose to lay it on the lineI want this all my lifeI want this all my lifeI want this all my lifeI want this all my lifeI want this all my lifeI wanted this all my life
Ride on into the driving rain / Once more follow the trail / Long gone into the setting sun / Ride on you must not fail
Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together / I’ve got some real estate here in my bag / So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies / And we walked off to look for America
I’m sailing down a river / Down a river in the dark / Looking for a giver / Waiting for a spark