Текст песни Drive On, Ride On - Vicky Leandros

He's so good
I'm so bad
If I get blue
He'll get sad
And I never can get enough
Of the way his strength is tough
Oh, he won't let my times get rough
I say drive on boy
And he'll ride on
I say drive on boy
And he'll ride on

He runs for the doctor
Whenever I get a headache
Always going to do something
To make me feel good
He fix me a pot of grits
I've got the fire
He's got the wood
Ha, ha, ha...

I can dance
He can play
I can sing
His blues away
And I never seem to get enough
Of the way his strength is tough
Oh, he won't let my times get rough
I say drive on boy
And he'll ride on
I say drive on boy
And he'll ride on.