Текст песни Woody - Hayden
I′m
just
sitting
here
wasting
my
time
Until
you
come
home
from
your
escapades
In
the
back
yards
with
your
friends
of
late
I'd
be
worried
if
you
didn′t
do
this
every
spring
When
the
grass
grows
and
there's
birds
in
trees
And
the
sun
shines
and
you
don't
need
me
I′m
just
sitting
here
wasting
my
time
Till
you
come
home
from
your
escapades
In
the
back
yards
with
your
friends
of
late
1 Roll Down That Wave
2 Elk-Lake Serenade
3 Lookng Back To Me
4 Wide Eyes
5 Home By Saturday
6 Woody
7 This Summer
8 Hollywood Ending
9 Robbed Blind
10 Killbear
11 Through the Rads
12 Starting Over
13 Don't Get Down
14 My Wife
15 1939
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