Sangtekst: Roger Miller. EVERY WHICH-A-WAY.
Every which-a-way I go
And every which-a-way I turn, I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
One day my love run away
Now everything I touch just seems to turn
To more heartache and misery
Makin' my poor heart burn, burn
I found the thrill of love then felt the chill of love
Funny I'm still in love
Even though she let me down
And then gave me the run-around
Every which-a-way I go
And every which-a-way I turn, I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
I found the thrill of love then felt the chill of love
Funny I'm still in love
Even though she let me down
And then gave me the run-around
Oh, every which-a-way I go
And every which-a-way I turn I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
And every which-a-way I turn, I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
One day my love run away
Now everything I touch just seems to turn
To more heartache and misery
Makin' my poor heart burn, burn
I found the thrill of love then felt the chill of love
Funny I'm still in love
Even though she let me down
And then gave me the run-around
Every which-a-way I go
And every which-a-way I turn, I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
I found the thrill of love then felt the chill of love
Funny I'm still in love
Even though she let me down
And then gave me the run-around
Oh, every which-a-way I go
And every which-a-way I turn I seem to be
Lookin' for a love I never, never find
Fightin' back pain and misery
Miller, Roger
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