Paroles de My Paint

My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
I had to save him from the guns
I had to save him from a certain death
I had to pull the reigns and run
My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
I had to stay to see it through
And stick around to see him good as new
I had to live to see him run

My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
You could suffer if you want
You can live or die
By what you try to hide

My paint, with his leg in a little white sling
My paint, with his leg in a little white sling