Paroles de Misdirected Man
The green that i knew was never so brightthe 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 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.
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 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.
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