paroles de chanson Field Holler - Chuck Ragan

I'm searching for an old field holler
Give me something that'll shake my bones
The will is there and the way is calling
So shake me up and carry this soul home, now

'Cause I'll swing, and I'll swing, and I'll swing
I'll swing, and I'll swing, keep swinging just to keep from falling
(Yeah)

We're all longing for an old field holler
Nothing cures like a working song
We're all longing just to keep from falling
Shake it up and get our own job done right

'Cause I'll swing, and I'll swing, and I'll swing
I'll swing, and I'll swing, keep swinging just to keep from falling

Gotta get right, gotta move ahead
Gotta run hard past the walking dead
Gotta get right, gotta get clear
Working for a living, for a hand-to-mouth bread winner

(Yeah)
I'm searching for an old field holler
Give me something that'll shake my bones
The will is there and the way is calling
So shake me up and carry this soul home, now

'Cause I'll swing, and I'll swing, and I'll swing
I'll swing, and I'll swing, keep swinging just to keep from falling

Keep from falling

Gotta get right, gotta move ahead
Gotta run hard past the walking dead
Gotta get right, gotta get clear
Working for a living, for a hand-to-mouth bread winner

To keep from falling, yeah
To keep from falling, yeah