Lyrics

Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave If that's where you want to be But does the look on your face Mean you're really feeling happy? Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much too proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all? Oh yeah You gotta see by the way That they are talking That it's time for you To pick up your grip start walking 'Cause they want to see your long legs flying Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and Don't stop to turn around and wave goodbye at all They won't be satisfied 'Till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards Then you're not around to deal Alright They won't be satisfied 'Till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards When you're not around to deal? You're not around to deal Well, they say it's a lie, a joke That you are living But you know one thing That you won't give in But you're like a cat, chasin' it's tail Makes a million circles but you're gonna fail Back off sometimes you don't at all Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave If that's where you want to be But does the look on your face Mean you're really feeling happy? Well, do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg A poor man much too proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all? Well, do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much too proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all?
Writer(s): Rory Gallagher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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