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Sangtekst: John Hiatt. Down Home.

The driver says it's gettin' late
But I know that he's lyin'
I got me no important dates
My, how time is flyin'

Well I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
Fallin' down home

Oh, la, la, la, la, oh, la, la, la, la
A pretty lady smiled at me
Love that fancy dancin'
Get back home where we can see
Do up some romancin'

Well I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
Fallin' down home

You know I'm just hangin' around
Got to be there, got to be there
When it all comes down,
Comes down down, comes down home

Well now someone put firewater in my drink
Liked to make me drop it
Well now I know that this ain't no time to think
But you can't hardly stop it

Well I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
I keep on, keep on fallin'
Fallin' down home
Here I go, here I go, oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la