Il testo della Subterranean homesick blues

Harry Nilsson

pochette album Subterranean homesick blues

Data di rilascio : 24/06/2008

Durata : 0:03:19

Stile : Rock

Mama did the neighbors washing
Papa did anything that papa could
By brothers worked at the sawmill
And i spent my time just tryin' to look good
Laura lee night was the name i got
I know it was meant to be my natural name
But now folks all call me dixie
'cause dixie night was the night girl i became
Now tupelo knows a dixie night is warm
And tupelo know about sweet dixie's arms
That feels so right
Yes, everybody loves a dixie night
Tupelo streets were dirty

And to get where i got, i walked on every one (streets that is)
Tupelo was good for mama
But that kind of life just made me want to run
So i set my sights on the city
Knowin' i'd move up to bigger, better things
'cause dixie ngiht in new york city was
Something i had seen in all my dreams
Now new york knows a dixie night is warm
But dixie night is trapped in new york's arms
And every night i cry wishin', lore, that i was home in dixie
This dixie girl was blind to look for things she knew
She coudln't find, but no one cries for dixie night
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