16 Horsepower - Black Bush
i can sense it all around methere's somethin' in this room
it ain't magic nor no witchcraft
no bitch on no broom
look see his bones are gone
he done left the grave
the grip of death it could not hold him down no
it's for him that i rave
my knees was made for kneelin'
an that's just what they'll do
one of these days little girl
i'll go down an pray for you
look see his bones are gone
he's done all my dyin'
sometimes hope's so strong in me girl
i commence to cryin'
o my brothers
these are the great dust bowl days
just take a gander round ya
everything in a wicked haze
"the wind blows like the devil when it blows
an a boy grows up an like the wind he goes" projektowanie stron grunty wrocław zegarki damskie kamery cyfrowe z dyskiem grunty łódź
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