When you're through running over things like you're walking 'cross the tracks, Maybe you'll beg me to take you back. Maybe someday you'll find out everybody
As I travel down life's pathway, Know not what the years may hold. As I ponder, hopes grow fonder, Precious memories flood my soul Precious father,
There was a man named Hatma Gandi He would not bow down he would not fight He knew the deal was down and dirty And nothing wrong could make it right
Something about you that I can't shake, Don't know how much of this I can take, Baby I'm under your spell. I was knocked out and loaded in the naked
Well I told my baby I said "Baby, I know where you been Well, I know who you are And what league you played in" You wanna ramble To the break of dawn
' train. I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert In your busted down Ford and your platform heels I could never figure out