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She said she don't like the rock & roll life She says I drink too much, go to bed too late She said I got no time for her anymore Sit around too long, strumming my guitar Telling her things I've never told her before Guess it's just all I know, baby girl Let's go on holidays Oh, let's forget all the things we say Maybe get an old, old car Drive round the winding road By the blue, blue sea We can start life in an old library Read some books Just you and me, just you and me Talking about where we're gonna eat for supper time Super feeling fine Oh, sweet, sweet, sweetie love of mine Let's ride away on a wagon to the sunshine (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) With the smoke in my hand, and her feeling fine (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) Oh, leave this, leave this whole world behind (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) It all sounds pretty peachy to me, it sounds pretty fine (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) Oh, you can live in a dream Or you can live here, right now Oh, I'm gonna sleep and I'm gonna dream away Hello, how's your day? Seems it's just the way the world's spinning round If you get caught in the storm Sometimes you don't make it home We can pretend for a little while Sing, goin' on She tell me she don't like the rock & roll lifestyle anymore Oh, she says I stay up too late Oh, strumming my guitar for the world Telling her things, telling her things I never told her before Oh, everything gonna be alright, baby girl Hmm, I just wanna see you Hmm, smiling, girl Hmm, I just wanna see you sitting upon the hill (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright) (Baby, little baby, everything gonna be alright)
Writer(s): Angus Stone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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