Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Life, artist - The Devil Makes Three. Album song I'm a Stranger Here, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 05.03.2015
Record label: Kahn
Song language: English
This Life |
Well, broken down outside Bakersfield |
Man it started to snow |
Sleepin' sittin' up in the front seat |
Cold wind, it blows |
Well now, people if you feel for your mortal souls |
Get a job workin' at the grocery store |
'Cause |
This life, it ain’t right for everybody |
Everbody’d do it now, if it was easy |
This life, it ain’t right for everybody |
But it sure’s been good to me |
Drivin' thirty-five miles an hour |
'cross that Texas heat |
Engine burnin' like the fires of Hell |
Just to melt the shoes of my feet |
Well, it’s three mechanics in a hundred miles |
And nothin’s wrong |
Didn’t get nothing' outta that trip but another song |
Well |
Yes |
BRIDGE |
I been up in the apple trees |
I been down in the ditches on my bended knees |
«May I help you, sir? |
What do ya need?» |
Oh |
Been 'round a corner or two |
Sold everything but my clothes and shoes |
Did a thousand jobs that I never wanted to do |
I ain’t settlin' down here |
I’m just passin' through |
(instrumental break) |
Up to Vancouver where the |
Buildings scrape the sky |
They wanted to fight that night |
Can’t say the reason why |
Well, it’s flyin' fists, broken bottles |
Swings a heat into the crowd |
They had to bring the paddywhack in just to settle everybody down |
Well |
Because |
BRIDGE |
Yeah, it sure’s been good to me |