Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Chris Smither
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Smither
Vocals
Allen Toussaint
Piano
Billy Conway
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Smither
Composer
Texty
Aw, man, they took my car!
Rode away in my ride
I know attachment is the root of my suffering 'cause it hurts me
It hurts me deep inside
The hole ain't in my pocket, it's in my pride
I told the police it didn't matter, but I lied
Yeah, now my mind tells me to kill 'em, my heart tells me that's wrong
My wife tells me, "Go get a better one, it's what you wanted all along"
I got to find a way to let this go
I got to put this behind me, y'know
Let my better nature show up one time here
It'll be alright, yeah, but...
Tsk!
Aw, man, they took my car!
Left me without my wheels
I know the loss is superficial, but that's not
That's just not how it feels
How can somethin' superficial feel so real?
It's an emotional blow, rocks me back on my heels
You know, I had a picture on the dashboard of my baby
In her sweet little Red Sox hat
And now there's some little bum with a button in his tongue
Who thinks he might like a piece of that!
How am I supposed to take that sittin' down?
I can't do it, man, I got to get up, I got to go walk around
Get me some air, y'know...
Y'know, standin' outside here, it's alright
This is better, y'know, I'll be alright
Get outta here, forget about these things, these things are insignificant
You know, it's not worthy of a man of my stature to think about things like that
It's alright, it's okay, man, I'm back where I belong now
Time to forget all about it...
Tsk tsk tsk!
Aw, man, they took my car!
It's like it vanished in the air
Three thousand pounds of wheels and sounds that used to make folks
Used to make 'em stop and stare
Now, except for a little pile of glass, the pavement's bare
I keep lookin' round, it keeps not bein' there
You know I shoulda listened to my sensible self
I shoulda parked it in a lot
It woulda cost me $16.50 'stead of all the cool I got
You know, I got to reassert control
Damn...No, it's alright, this is like water off a duck's back
Y'know, I'll just let it roll, let it roll
Got to let this go, y'know
I don't know if I can do it
I'll try, I'll let you know
Coulda, shoulda, woulda... How was I to know?
Nobody better say I told you so!
Alright, it's okay... Can't do anything about it now... Just let it go, let it go
It's alright, it's okay, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Written by: Chris Smither