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INTERPRÉTATION
The Doobie Brothers
The Doobie Brothers
Interprète
Patrick Simmons
Patrick Simmons
Guitare
Tom Johnston
Tom Johnston
Chant
Michael McDonald
Michael McDonald
Chant
Keith Knudsen
Keith Knudsen
Batterie
John Mcfee
John Mcfee
Guitare
Danny Hull
Danny Hull
Claviers
Cornelius Bumpus
Cornelius Bumpus
Saxophone
Carlos Guaico
Carlos Guaico
Chœurs
Buck Johnson
Buck Johnson
Chœurs
Michael Hossack
Michael Hossack
Batterie
Guy Allison
Guy Allison
Claviers
Skylark
Skylark
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Patrick Simmons
Patrick Simmons
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Doobie Brothers
The Doobie Brothers
Production
Charlie Midnight
Charlie Midnight
Production
Bruce R. Cohn
Bruce R. Cohn
Co‑production
Stephen Herman
Stephen Herman
Co‑production
Elizabeth Lee
Elizabeth Lee
Co‑production
Jeff Jones
Jeff Jones
Production déléguée
Andy Kadison
Andy Kadison
Production déléguée
Lee Rolontz
Lee Rolontz
Production déléguée

Paroles

Well, a travelin' man's affliction makes it hard to settle down But I'm stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth Well it was Neal Cassady that started me to travel All the stories that were told, I believed in everyone of them It's a windin' road I'm on you understand And no time to worry 'bout tomorrow when you're followin' the sun Papa don't you worry now and Mama don't you cry Sweet woman don't forsake me, I'll be comin' by and by Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home On the hills above Santa Cruz to the place where I spent my youth
Writer(s): Pat Simmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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