Hold my head up Turn around Mary Lynn Hold my head up Turn around Mary Lynn And if you'd only stay the night You?d see it's not so black and white And
workin' for the man every night and day But I never lost a minute of sleepin' Worryin' bout the way things might have been Big wheels keep on turnin' Proud Mary
번역: 린, 앤더슨. 자랑 메리.
번역: 펜, 마이클. 메리 린.
city workin' for the man every night and day But I never lost a minute of sleepin' Worryin' bout the way things might have been Big wheels keep on turnin' Proud Mary
Oh, mama, oh, mama Who told you that lie? Whoever told you That big girls don't cry When I was a baby on my mama's knee She would kiss all my teardrops
I made my place by the door I didn't know what I was waiting for It felt just like home Except, no grass, no yard, no pictures hung I could see across
There's some things she needs to verify. Could you bring forth an alibi? Cause she was always inbetween the jury and the Attorney. You give an ultimatem
She's got a rich sense of style, A believable smile. I don't. She paints colors on her eyes, To cast a shadow of surprise. I don't. She doesn't know
You're one with the burdon of intuition. You're one with the freedom of a blank stare. You're one with the best friend you lost, You wish was still there
I saw the devil in a dream. He wore a three-piece suit and was smiling. He promised every living thing to me. And when the land was all despair. He made
If you listen to the stream You may get thirsty If you watch the dying tree You may feel weak But don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please don
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I never said that it was mine I was just holding it If i was lonely all this time Well, i didn't know it And if i tried too hard I'd probably blow it
The music stopped You watch the people walk away Your eyes reflected light that shone down from the stained glass windowpane Now we could talk But the
Nonstop talk It's eleven o'clock There's a line coming out the door I'm not feeling it But I swore I'd go Thrift shop Rock a little light on a cock All
