paroles de chanson Races to Run - Bad Temper Joe

Well, I'm a guitar picker
And a liquor licker
Always on the run
And I drive from town to town
I'll never be around
For too long
I stranded here early in the morning
I guess it was a natural warning
And when I arrived
I looked for a place to sleep
To prepare for my midnight creep
And wait 'til the sun's out of sight
And everything I did had to be done
Without work no fun
Everything I did had to be done
Here I am – some more races to run
Even for a million dollars
You won't here me holler
Save a prayer for me
Once I had some religion
But I kept the Bible in the kitchen
And left the cross by the sea
And everything I did had to be done
Without work no fun
Everything I did had to be done
Here I am – some more races to run
Sometimes life's like a Bob Seger song
Four verses long
And mine's more than close
Sure I did weep and cry
When Tom Petty died
I'm going down the road
Other men have gone down
And everything I did had to be done
Without work no fun
Everything I did had to be done
Here I am – some more races to run
Everything I did had to be done
Without work no fun
Everything I did had to be done
Here I am – some more races to run