Song | Neal's Fandango - Live |
Artist | The Doobie Brothers |
Album | Best Of The Doobie Brothers Live |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Simmons | |
Patrick simmons | |
Well, a travelin' man's affliction makes it hard to settle down | |
But i'm stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound | |
Goin' back, i'm too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth | |
Well it was neal cassady that started me to travelin' | |
All the stories that were told, i believed them every one | |
And it's a windin' road i'm on you understand | |
And no time to worry 'bout tomorrow when you're followin' the sun | |
Papa don't you worry now and mama don't you cry | |
Sweet woman don't forsake me, i'll be comin' by and by | |
Goin' back, i'm too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth |
zuo ci : Simmons | |
Patrick simmons | |
Well, a travelin' man' s affliction makes it hard to settle down | |
But i' m stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound | |
Goin' back, i' m too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth | |
Well it was neal cassady that started me to travelin' | |
All the stories that were told, i believed them every one | |
And it' s a windin' road i' m on you understand | |
And no time to worry ' bout tomorrow when you' re followin' the sun | |
Papa don' t you worry now and mama don' t you cry | |
Sweet woman don' t forsake me, i' ll be comin' by and by | |
Goin' back, i' m too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth |
zuò cí : Simmons | |
Patrick simmons | |
Well, a travelin' man' s affliction makes it hard to settle down | |
But i' m stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound | |
Goin' back, i' m too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth | |
Well it was neal cassady that started me to travelin' | |
All the stories that were told, i believed them every one | |
And it' s a windin' road i' m on you understand | |
And no time to worry ' bout tomorrow when you' re followin' the sun | |
Papa don' t you worry now and mama don' t you cry | |
Sweet woman don' t forsake me, i' ll be comin' by and by | |
Goin' back, i' m too tired to roam, loma prieta my mountain home | |
On the hills above santa cruz, in the place where i spent my youth |