Текст песни Waylon Jennings - Everglades
Waylon Jennings - Everglades слова песни
He was born and raised around Jacksonville a nice young man bout the kind to killBut the jealous fight and the flashing blades sent him on the run through the evrgladesRunning like the dog through the evergladesWhere a man can hide and never be found and never have fear of the baying houndsBetter keep movin` don`t stand still if the skeeters don`t get him in GatersvilleIf the skeeters don`t get him in the Gatersville[ harmonica ]Well the Possy went in and he came back outAnd said he`ll die and there ain`t no doubtIt`s an eye for a nice so the death is fate in monthless long in the evergladesA man can`t live in the evergladesBut a man can hide...[ harmonica ]Now the years went by and his girl was wedHis family gave up they thought he was deadNow and then the people would say they had seen him runnin` through the evergladesRunnin` like the dog through the evergladesWhere a man can hide...