Charlie Marshall

Hollow Blues
Well, I see what your thinkin', child Inside your haunted mind All these people come and go Don't you know they're the hurtin' kind You can't trust them with dollars and cents Son, they ain't gonna pay your rent When the landlord comes a'knockin' At your front door with a vengeance in his eye You know it ain't a suprise Well, I can tell you what they're thinkin' And just what they're gonna do Child, they ain't never been your friend They've always been out to hurt you Lord, remember when they took your car Cause you didn't pay the dealer on time It's the same thing with your home, child It makes a hard workin' man, lord Just turn right over and die And it ain't no lie They've taken you for everything Letras de cancionesAnd they've left you behind with nothing So rest your head upon my weary shoulder And we'll find a way through this together As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road We used to drive back home And I see you at the bar, child Drinkin' just to kill the pain With whatever you've got left In all your disappearin' pocket change And I can see your reasoning, lord Cause, the repoman's hollow blues They've surely done you wrong But even when you're poor, child Don't you know, you gotta be strong And sing along They've taken you for everything And they've left you behind with nothing So rest your head upon my weary shoulder And we'll find a way through this together, mama They've taken you for everything And they've left you behind with nothing So rest your head upon my weary shoulder And we'll find a way through this together, oh yeah As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road We used to drive back home, oh yeah As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road As we walk down this ol' road We used to drive back home We used to drive back home TAXI! From Letras Mania