I don't care who you are, baby Don't care about all the friends that you know And why you chose me Lord, sweet mama don't want to know Can't tie me down
: I don't care who you are baby Don't care about all the friends that you know And why you chose me Lord, sweet mama don't want to know Can't tie
: Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail Some of the times I been there nobody could go bail Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol
: Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every
: My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them Then you say goodbye I never dreamed
: New York City is a thousand miles away And you aak me, I'll tell you that's OK Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 'Cause they don't need
: Call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I don't carry
: Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me a T for Thelma, woman made a fool out of
: Well ever since I met you babe you've been running around Spendin' my hard earned money on any ol' man in town I've been your fool Oh I've been
Well ever since I met you babe you've been running around Spendin' my hard earned money on any ol' man in town I've been your fool Oh I've been your
I don't care who you are baby Don't care about all the friends that you know And why you chose me Lord, sweet mama don't want to know Can't tie me
New York City is a thousand miles away And you aak me, I'll tell you that's OK Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 'Cause they don't need
Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail Some of the times I been there nobody could go bail Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol'
Call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I don't carry
My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them Then you say goodbye I never dreamed that
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every
Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me a T for Thelma, woman made a fool out of
