by the time i get to phoenix
I GET no kicks from cocaine
Mear alcohol dosn't thrill me at all...
I found my THRILL
On Blueberry Hill....
Shes gone, gone, gone, gone,gone, gone
Crying won't bring her back
The more that I cry the faster that train
Flys father on down the track
She's gone, gone, gone
but I don't worry
'cause I'm sittin' on top of the earth
Thanks Lefty! But this is the title, not the lyric page. Ha!
The Track of My tears
Smokey
That's what happens when you follow dys.
