Whiskey bottle
par Bad Company
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Well, well, well, oh yeah, mmm.
I´m sitting here in Memphis,
Whiskey bottle in my hand, oh. I got to find a woman,
I´m only on a one-night stand,
I´ve got to kick away these blues,
Got to get on my rock and roll shoes,
I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land.
Got to call a number,
A certain woman in town, yeah,
But when I got connected she told me
She was going to settle down, Oh baby, yeah.
I´ve got to kick away these blues,
Got to get on my rock and roll shoes,
I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land,
Oh baby; look out over there.
Ever since I´ve been playing guitar in a band,
Ever since I been to St. Davida´s school,
Every time I tried to play my winning hand,
I get a little closer but it´s still the same old game.
Ma ma mama, I get a little closer to you baby, Seem like
you´re all the same, I get a little closer to you,
still the same old game, Come on baby, I want to take you with me.
I´ve got to leave the city, I´m headed for the California sun,
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, They say the girls are pretty
And pretty soon I´m going to get me one, Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I´ve got to kick away these blues, Got to get on my
rock and roll shoes, I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land, Lord knows I am.
Ever since I been playing guitar in a band, Ever since I´ve been
St. Davida´s place, Every time I tried to play my winning hand,
I get a little closer but it´s still the same old game
Ever since I been playing guitar in a band
I´m sitting here in Memphis,
Whiskey bottle in my hand, oh. I got to find a woman,
I´m only on a one-night stand,
I´ve got to kick away these blues,
Got to get on my rock and roll shoes,
I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land.
Got to call a number,
A certain woman in town, yeah,
But when I got connected she told me
She was going to settle down, Oh baby, yeah.
I´ve got to kick away these blues,
Got to get on my rock and roll shoes,
I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land,
Oh baby; look out over there.
Ever since I´ve been playing guitar in a band,
Ever since I been to St. Davida´s school,
Every time I tried to play my winning hand,
I get a little closer but it´s still the same old game.
Ma ma mama, I get a little closer to you baby, Seem like
you´re all the same, I get a little closer to you,
still the same old game, Come on baby, I want to take you with me.
I´ve got to leave the city, I´m headed for the California sun,
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, They say the girls are pretty
And pretty soon I´m going to get me one, Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I´ve got to kick away these blues, Got to get on my
rock and roll shoes, I´m leaving in the morning,
I´m heading for the promised land, Lord knows I am.
Ever since I been playing guitar in a band, Ever since I´ve been
St. Davida´s place, Every time I tried to play my winning hand,
I get a little closer but it´s still the same old game
Ever since I been playing guitar in a band