Текст песни Droge Pete - Straylin Street
Droge Pete - Straylin Street слова песни
When I was younger I was torn and frayed and lonelyKnew I had to move... Gotta hit the roadSomeday I would move and hide out where no one would ever catch meCuz those`r bound to move gotta hit the roadCalled for the hobo but he was no where to be foundHe must be lost down on Straylin Street.Spent all my time chasing no where getting higherFound out I was no where and it hit me hardThought I`d jump a train and head out for Pittsburgh, PennsylvaniaBut the brakeman passed me by cuz he was blindCalled for the brakeman but he was no where to be foundHe must be lost down on Straylin Street.So can`t you help, help, help a man like meI said can`t you help, help, help a man like meOr are you lost down on Straylin Street?I hit the road with my bag full of my laundryI carried my book in my right handKerouac got his words that reach for the young and the ramble heartedCuz those`r bound to move gotta hit the roadCalled for the writer but he was no where to be foundHe must be lost down on Straylin Street...