Print

Sometimes these bones they get to aching Oh and I just get plain tired When everybody wants some of me z And I'm all worn out and wired Oh but I don't need no doctor Something scribbled on a little white pad Cause it don't come in a bottle And all the side effects aren't bad I find it walking in the woods Floating on the lake And no one has to to tell me How many I should take And it comes in all the colors Of a sunset painted sky And it makes me high You should try my kind of medicine Oh it don't take long to notice This world is full of God shaped holes And if you get me to preaching Brother I'll get on a roll Cause there's people out there peddling All kinds of counterfeit hope Don't get me wrong now I'm not meddling But if you ask me how I cope Letras de canciones I watch the same old movies That always make me laugh And I throw that stick a hundred times Watch my dog bring it back And I saddle up the horses Get lost for hours out on a Sunday ride Works every time My kind of medicine And I find it with a friend I can count on to be there And I find it in the quiet times Talking to the man upstairs And it comes in all the colors Of a sunset painted sky And it makes me high That's my my kind of medicine My kind of medicine Do do do do do From Letras Mania