paroles de chanson Sweet Thing - Syl Johnson

Roll along, covered wagon, roll along
To the turn of your wheels I sing a song
City ladies may be fine
But give me that gal of mine
Roll along, covered wagon, roll along
Going home, covered wagon, going home
For this cowboy was never born to roam
Along a road that doesn't change
To that old Bart 20 range
Roll along, covered wagon, roll along
Whippity i o, old timer
Heading for your ranch house door
Whippity i o, old timer
Around me so I'll never stray no more
Roll along, covered wagon, roll along
'Cause you're taking me right where I belong
City ladies may be fine
But give me that gal of mine
Roll along, covered wagon, roll along
Whippity i o, old timer
Heading for the ranch house door
Heading for the ranch house door
Come along, old pal, let's get going
Roll along
Roll along
Roll along