Texty:
1969

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who

The temperature's rising The fever is high Can't see no future Can't see no sky My feet are so heavy And so is my head I wish I was a baby I wish I was

Yes, I'm lonely, wanna die Yes, I'm lonely, wanna die If I ain't dead already Ooh girl, you know the reason why In the morning, wanna die In the evening

Snow - Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry,

The best things in life are free But you can keep 'em for the birds and bees Money, that's what I want, that's what I want Ooh babe yeah that's what I

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand That I was born

Well I'm Southbound, Lord I'm comin' home to you Lord I'm Southbound, baby, Lord I'm comin' home to you I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes

When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side Oh when times get rough And friends just can't be found

Such a feelin's comin' over me There is wonder in most every thing I see Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes And I won't be surprised if it