(John Lee Hooker) Well, hey hey When I first came to town, people I was walking down Hastings Street I heard everybody talking about Henry's Swing Club
Cadillac, BlackJack, get down Boot scootin' boogie Out in the country, past the city limits sign Well, there?s a honky tonk, near the county line The
Movimiento, pura convulsion, mi cadera se puede partir. Negro ritmo, negra sensacion, ya no aguanto esa forma de vivir. Hoy se escondio detras de mis
D'un bon matin, le pere 'Thanase Desrosiers S'est depeche a s'habiller pour aller cri le medecin Y part en p'tit boggie Ti gidd'up, ti gidd'up, pis envoye
Oversettelse: Rolling Stones. Boggie Chillun.
: D'un bon matin, le pere 'Thanase Desrosiers S'est depeche a s'habiller pour aller cri le medecin Y part en p'tit boggie Ti gidd'up, ti gidd'up, pis
Goin' to California, try and find my head Gonna swim in the ocean until I'm dead Let the infection spread On my way to Texas, drive upon my ranch Gonna
Through windows by my bed Miles away I rest my weary head Next to you No coldness in my eye Cut the skin and take my sorry hide Cover you Make love with
Been awhile and you see his face So you can't ignore the waste All the empty spaces No one home, leaving only traces Give up, go 'way He's not yours
I like to sit, do nothing at home I disappear, turn off the phone I lose myself, hide from the sun I make a trip, when I'm out of fun I cut you in, come
If you ever torch your bridges If you're ever past the starlight If you're ever unassured Forever you will burn As you sleep unearthly grace Lay Jesus
She won't tell me lies She want to see me smile, yeah Every time you let it show I didn't want to know By the time I had lost my soul You had to go She
Clear on the road tonight Headlamps shine on the one-way signs I try to clear my head Of thoughts better left unsaid Runnin' down an old elusive high
I would like to know how you cage a bird aflight Feathers bright to show your might Are you such a stone, smile greasy, you pick my bones Crawl inside
His hands are clenched His knuckles white He got a gun And gave up the fight When I found out I couldn't even cry Well, I am now And I'm tryin' to figure
Though you're always on my mind Found a sickness that was mine Chose a life out on the run All alone inside this game Until I'm done Sometimes I don'