There’s a small jail in georgia you all know, Where the sun’s so hot and the daylight don’t show. Where the moccasin she rests on a soft bed of sand, You can hear the hound dog howling out the land. Chorus: It ain’t the way i wanted it. But lord that’s the price you pay. […]
There’s a small jail in georgia you all know, Where the sun’s so hot and the daylight don’t show. Where the moccasin she rests on a soft bed of sand, You can hear the hound dog howling out the land. Chorus: It ain’t the way i wanted it. But lord that’s the price you pay. […]
(bruce springsteen) You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on through an open road you ride until the day You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay Now with their hands held high, they reached out […]
You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on to an open road you ride until the day You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the […]