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• Artiste: Hip Hatchet
• Titre: Misdirected Man
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The green that i knew was never so bright the trees and the leaves breathing light. Home is a place where i feel away from everyone i know and every place i stay I ain't never know love untill i went away up into the hills that i left today. the mountains and the snow kept me cold and slow i kept another's heat and i kissed another's glow Listen to the songs, that i'll always know throw thunder road on the radio Singin' of the state that I call my home cadillacs and heartbreak, pretty girls who know Of everything i've done and all the songs i've sung why my chest is bruised and why my head is hung I ain't got a path and I ain't got a plan, but darling won't you let me be your misdirected man. turn the music up so my mind can breath put down your drink and turn up your sleeves your arms are red from the golden sun beating on your back like a soldier's drum the place that I love is no longer my home the boys that I drink with are exhausted and grown the place where i was born I cannot call my own my heels are hooves and my eyes are stone Listen to the songs, that i'll always know throw thunder road on the radio Singin' of the state that I call my home cadillacs and heartbreak, pretty girls who know Of everything i've done and all the songs i've sung why my chest is bruised and why my head is hung I ain't got a path and I ain't got a plan, but darling won't you let me be your misdirected man.