Texty piesní Robert Earl Keen

Robert Earl Keen

I Gotta Go

Ain't got time to shoot the breeze, got no time to blow

Excuse me mister if you please, I gotta go

Born one mornin' on the day of the dead in a bombed out bungalow

My momma kissed my cheek and said, I gotta go

I gotta go somewhere

I gotta go

Waistin' time standin' here

I gotta go

They put me in an orphanage west of Tupelo

I told 'em when I burnt that bridge, I gotta go

Stole a car, got a gun robbed the Hidey-Ho

I left Memphis on the run, I gotta go

I gotta go somewhere

I gotta go

Waistin' time standin' here

I gotta go

Five card stud duces wild, three kings in a row

I turned that diamond duce and smiled, I gotta go

They tracked my down, took my take, brother don't you know

I told 'em boys, there's some mistake, I gotta go

I gotta go somewhere

I gotta go

Waistin' time standin' here

I gotta go

Cold steel up against my head, they turned the lights down low

In case you didn't hear I said, I gotta go

These are your very last words sir, say 'em nice and slow

My last words on this planet were...

I gotta go somewhere

I gotta go

Waistin' time standin' here

I gotta go

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