I Can’t Make It Your Way Songtext
von The Yardbirds

I can′t make your way
Silly men, they all get worried
Live their life so worthlessly
Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried
They should take a look at me
Taxman, rentman, they all chase me
I ain't home when they come round
Got no money, live my life free
That′s the best way, I have found
I can't make your way


I can't make your way
I can′t make your way

Is that me I hear you calling?
Do I hear you call my name?
It ain′t me that will be falling
Ten years time, I'll be the same
I can′t make your way

I can't make your way
I can′t make your way
I can't make your way
I can′t make your way