Texty piesní The Rolling Stones

The Rolling Stones

Shine a Light

Saw you stretched out in room ten o nine

With a smile on your face and the tears right in your eye

Could not seem to get a line on you, my sweet honey love

And Berber jewelry jangling down the street

Making bloodshot eyes at every woman that you meet

Could not seem to get a high on you, my sweet honey love, yeah

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Make every song you sing your favorite tune

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Warm like the evening sun

And you're drunk in the alley with your clothes all torn

And your late night friends leave you in the cold gray dawn

Just seemed too many flies on you, I just can't brush them off

And the angels beating all their wings in time

With a smile on their face and a gleam right in their eyes

Could not seem to get a high on you

Come on up now, come on up now, come on up

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Make every song you sing your favorite tune

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Warm like the evening sun, yeah yeah

Come on up now, come on up now, , come on up now, come on up

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Make every song you sing your favorite tune

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Warm like the evening sun, yeah

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Make every song you sing your favorite tune

May the good Lord shine a light on you

Warm like the evening sun, oh yeah baby

Oh yeah, come on