الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Take off your hat; kick off your shoes.
I know you ain't goin' anywhere.
Run 'round the town, singin' your blues.
I know you ain't goin' anywhere.
You've always been a good friend of mine,
But you're always sayin' farewell.
And the only time that you're satisfied
Is with your feet in the wishing well.
Oh, yeah!
Throw down your gun or you might shoot yourself
Or is that what you're tryin' to do?
Put up a fight you believe to be right
And someday the sun will shine through.
You've always got something to hide;
