Tattoo'd lady, bearded baby they're my family
When I was lonely something told me where I could always be
Where I could, wish for pennies
If we had any, you'd meet me down, at the shooting galleryWell I spent my youth under canvas roof as I roamed from town to town
I'm not fooling when I say I got no schoolin', never like the class bell sound
From inside the caravan I hear the fairground band, sounding good as they can be
You know I can't be found
But if you look around, tomorrow we'll be gone by dawnNow hear it on the loud speaker say, the fire eater is a real fine sight to see
You know he's a death cheater, some kind of central heater, be sure to save a seat for me
Let me tell you 'bout wicked sadie, she's no baby,
The law came and tried to close her sideshow down
But soon she had the d.a. Cheering, the police chief wearing her garter for a crown

Composição: Rory Gallagher.

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Thiago Rosa
Thiago Rosa

Meu Nome é Thiago Rosa tenho 35 anos, residente em Itapeva - MG Sul de Minas e sou criador do site Chemical Music. Nosso site é voltado para todas as coisas relacionadas à música.

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