Bootstraps Highway Miles歌词

My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 I always done an honest job as honest as I could I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain't no good Now ever since we was young kids it's been the sam

500 Miles The Brother Four If you miss the train l'm on, You will know that l am gone You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles A hundred miles ,a hundred miles A hundred miles ,a hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles Lord l

[00:15.230]In my rearview mirror [00:19.080]My life is getting clearer [00:22.790]The sunset sighs and slowly disappears [00:30.880]These trinkets once were treasure [00:34.330]Life changes like the weather [00:38.140]You grow up, grow old, [00:40.05

I put away fifteen grand doing one-night stands mostly liquor stores and fillin' stations Me and this peepin' Tom by the name of J.D. Swan and any number of his odd blood relations This was armed robbery 1957 and mostly our getaways were clean Then I

Making my way down town Walking fast Faces pass And Im home bound Staring blankly ahead Just making my way Making a way Through the crowd And I need you And I miss you And now I wonder If I could fall Into the sky Do you think time Would pass me by C

I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles Oh yeah If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you play And never see yo

[ti:a thousand miles] [ar:] [al:237531] [offset:1000] [00:11.41]A Thousand Miles--Vanessa Carlton [00:14.16]Making my way down town [00:15.37]Walking fast Faces pass [00:16.22]And I'm home bound [00:21.50]Staring blankly ahead [00:23.34]Just making m

If you miss the train I'm on You will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles Lord, I'm one. Lord, I'm two Lord,

500 miles If you miss the train I'm on You will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles Lord , I'm one. Lord , I

I am walkin' down this track I've got tears in my eyes I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home An' if this train runs me right I'll be home tomorrow night 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home Lord I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow This