Douwe Bob
Douwe Bob - Eliza Jane songtekst
Je score:
She took the train for Mexico To a land she didn't know Just to change her point of view Falling in and out of love around the towns has taken its tole too soon She walks down a dusty road Wearing the jeans her mama sold She reads the letter that she wrote Saying how well she's doing there And soon she'll be able to care Little Eliza Jane The beast in you could not be slain Won't you just come on home Get on that plane Little Eliza Jane She's a dreamer of dreams Counting the uncountable it seems Now all her fair weather friends are gone She needs the words to finish this song Making sure that they're not wrong She needs a reason to go on Little Eliza Jane The beast in you could not be slain Won't you just come on home Get on that plane Little Eliza Jane Some people say life is a game you just can't win But if you can't live with it you die with it Little Eliza Jane Little Eliza Jane The beast in you could not be slain Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na