paroles de chanson Dry In The Sun - Live - Daryl Hall & John Oates

We were 14 days from Toronto
With a handmade highway for a friend
Well, Dave fear, we were due to see a town
He thought he saw some smoke drift 'round the bend

It was ten o'clock, when the Mohawks hit
And the fun had just begun
They tied a friend of mine with binder twine
And left him to dry in the sun

Well, Dave dropped first with an arrow in the head
And his horse Smiley she fell screaming
Dave looked at me and saw the blood in his hands
He stared ahead like he was dreaming

It was ten o'clock when the Mohawks hit
And the fun had just begun
They tied a friend of mine with binder twine
And left him to dry in the sun
Sun, sun, sun

I made the bushes, oh, I don't know how
And lay there silent and sobbing
I looked at Dave and I peered at Bill
I saw their lifeblood dropping

As the Indians continue, I thought the rhyme
I can't stop myself from repeating
They tied a friend of mine with binder twine
And left him to dry in the sun