Ten lonely nights, ten lonely days I count the hours since you've been away Don't know who's wrong, don't know who's right My heart's been breaking, ten
There goes my dream, walking down the street With somebody new there goes my dream I love her so, she will never know What she means to me, there goes
This hammer sure feels heavy This close to quittin' time Even though I'm tired now Soon I'll come alive Wash my hands and change this shirt And head
Johnny came home in '67 To a little bit less than a hero's welcome Guns of war ringing in his head I wonder what he must have thought About the things
I can't stand the collar It makes it hard to swallar But where you go I'll faller Hey, I'm a lucky dog I can't get used to gettin' All this love and
But it wasn't meant to be Now the love we made is just another page in history I might as well admit it, why it's as plain as white and black Like the
him, his engine would explode And he'd blow by while they were standing still on Thunder Road And there was thunder, thunder on that Thunder Road Thunder was his engine white
were born and raised in black and white One learned to pray, one loved to fight We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in
Well, I do alright in the daylight Sunshine seems to keep you off my mind But as evening shadows fall around me It won't be long before I cross the line
Превод: Марк Collie. Роден и израснал в черно и бяло.