the road leads us through these hills
the rocks lay scattered like pills
the Andalucian sun is getting to my soul
it’s making me weak in the bones

well it’s good to have you here
we’ll lay down and drink a beer and watch the sky
I guess I want to be your man
I sure do the best I can to make things right
I hope you feel alright

everything is slowing down
when there is no one around
maybe we should stay here
and forget about home
maybe, but I don’t think so

well it’s good to have you here
we’ll lay down and drink a beer and watch the sky
I guess I want to be your man
I sure do the best I can to make things right
I hope you feel alright

get busy living
get busy dying
get busy living
get busy dying

well it’s good to have you here
we’ll lay down and drink a beer and watch the sky
I guess I want to be your man
I sure do the best I can to make things right
I hope you feel alright


tekst en muziek: Jan De Campenaere
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