Howlin' Wolf

Howlin' Wolf - Poor Boy songtekst

Je score:

Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone.
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Poor boy sews patches on his clothes,
Stuffs newspaper in his shoes.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I got so many friends in Chicago,
Place just can't do me no harm.
Vind dit lied op:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Taal: Engels

Deel je mening

Dit formulier wordt beschermd door reCAPTCHA en de Google Privacy Policy en Servicevoorwaarden zijn daarbij van toepassing.

0 Reacties gevonden