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• Artiste: John Craigie
• Titre: Innocent in My Arms
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I hear them talking I know you hear them too Just remember every time they point a finger at you They got three fingers Pointing right back at themselves Mama always said "Failure wasn't falling down, Failure was staying down on the ground" Mama's gone now But you still get up every time Hang on, hang on Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe And teach you how to stay warm Hang on, hang on Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms I aint no J.C. You aint no Magdalene But this cold world it gets colder it seems Every time They let them church bells ring Yeah, but I seen ya dance In the pouring rain That duct tape on your fiddle babe, it aint no shame Things are only as broke as you let them be So hang on, hang on Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe And teach you how to stay warm Hang on, hang on Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms Hang on, hang on Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe And teach you how to stay warm Hang on, hang on Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms All that I know, All that I know All that I know, you are innocent in my arms.