Frank Black
Seven Days
Seven days will get you thereSeven plates of boneI won't pray to get me thereGet there on my ownGoing yonder where I was bornPlace where I was partly raisedHave you been to Boston TownThe place where I was bornSeven days will get you thereSeven plains of cornLord knows I've been all aroundRoaming all around these plainsOn my way back homeFrom seven years in seven daysSeven winters blownLike seven players who had no cheerSeven summers grownThe seven ways to all my tearsOn my way back homeFrom seven years in seven daysSeven days will get you thereLetras de cancionesSeven plates of cornI won't pray to get me thereGet there on my ownGoing yonder where I was bornThe place where I was partly raisedGoing yonder where I was bornThe place where I was partly raised
From Letras Mania