Текст песни Steve Earle - Feel Alright
Steve Earle - Feel Alright слова песни
I was born my papas sonA wanderin eye and a smokin gunNow some of you would live through meLock me up and throw away the keyOr just find a place to hide awayHope that Ill just go awayI feel alright c I feel alright tonightIll bring you precious contrabandAnd ancient tales from distant landsOf conquerors and concubines andConjurers from darker timesBetrayal and conspiracySacrilege and heresyI got every thing you wont or needYour darkest fear, your fondest dreamI ask you questions, tell you liesCriticize and sympathizeBe careful what you wish for friendBecause Ive been to hell and now Im back again