Paroles de Cape Crusader
Well, I'm the Cape Crusader I ride at nightI drink a bit but that's all right
I'll never let you good folks down
When me and the boys come in to town
I hit the stage in my trademark hat
A black guitar man the house is fat
Well I wind em up and I let em spin
With the crossroad blues and the devil's grin
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Well I've been across this great big land
Guitar case and a cookin band
Peddle to the medal always trying to pass
Running on empty but not out of gas
You can call me Matt, you can call me Roy
The Cape Crusader just a good old boy
Silver spurs hit a dirty stage
Some chic hollers out Matt I think you are all the rage
I'm 43 and I don't mind dying
Love you shoes honey, thanks for lying
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Out on the road with a heavy load On the road again, on the road again
Repeat 1st verse
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Well I wind em up and I let em spin
With the crossroad blues and the devil's grin
CHORUS
Well I've been across this great big land
Guitar case and a cookin band
Peddle to the medal always trying to pass
Running on empty but not out of gas
You can call me Matt, you can call me Roy
The Cape Crusader just a good old boy
Silver spurs hit a dirty stage
Some chic hollers out Matt I think you are all the rage
I'm 43 and I don't mind dying
Love you shoes honey, thanks for lying
CHORUS
Out on the road with a heavy load On the road again, on the road again
Repeat 1st verse
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