Horseshoe Songtext
von Mike McClure
Horseshoe Songtext
Well, five o′clock traffic out of Houston's slow
And I got about four hundred miles to go
And there′s a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck
That's in front of me and maybe that'll bring a little luck
But I ain′t done nothing I can′t live with now
Just took a little time and a little know-how
I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through 'em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
Well, I wonder how many miles I have spent
In between towns trying to make my rent
And as I have tried to write my song
And I have tried to right my wrong
And the bridges I′ve burned, they're cinder and soot
And the ones on the other side better stay put
I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through ′em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
Well, five o'clock traffic out of Houston′s slow
And I got about four hundred miles to go
And there's a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck
That's in front of me and maybe that′ll bring a little luck
I had to mend a few fences where I use to cut through ′em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
The only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
And I got about four hundred miles to go
And there′s a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck
That's in front of me and maybe that'll bring a little luck
But I ain′t done nothing I can′t live with now
Just took a little time and a little know-how
I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through 'em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
Well, I wonder how many miles I have spent
In between towns trying to make my rent
And as I have tried to write my song
And I have tried to right my wrong
And the bridges I′ve burned, they're cinder and soot
And the ones on the other side better stay put
I had to mend a few fences where I used to cut through ′em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
Well, five o'clock traffic out of Houston′s slow
And I got about four hundred miles to go
And there's a horseshoe welded on the bumper of a truck
That's in front of me and maybe that′ll bring a little luck
I had to mend a few fences where I use to cut through ′em and roam
Yeah, the only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
The only thing roaming ever got me was lonely for the feeling of rolling back home
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Chance Sparkman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com