Текст песни Nazareth - Silver Dollar Forger, слова песни Nazareth

Текст песни Nazareth - Silver Dollar Forger

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Swingin` my sweet chariot low
Gotta make it home to georgia
Excise lawman on my trail
I`m a silver dollar forger
I see a road block on my right
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.

Twenty miles from that georgia state
I can hear the sirens wailing
If only I can cross that line
And leave the police trailing
I see a red light at my rear
Now I`m sweatin` cold steel fear
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.

I`m tired of all this running
Hiding from the light
I want to walk out in the sun

I`ll soon be home I can see the clay
I`ll soon be in Atlanta
If only I can hold that line
I can live just how I want to
I see the state line in my lights
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.

(copyright 1974 mountain/carlin music)

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Silver Dollar Forger

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