Tytuł: Deep in the motherlodge

• Wykonawca: Genesis
• Wyświetleń: 219

  
   Get
  out of the way fat man, you got something to do
  Go fill up your hands till they're shining up at you
  You gotta get out while there's gold in the air
  It's falling like water, coming down from the hills
  
  Go West Young Man
  Earn a dollar a day just like your family said
  You're rolling your days right on into the night
  The head of the line's going way out of sight
  Go West Young Man, like your family said
  
  All along the wagons
  All along the dusty trail
  Seventeen years not over a day
  Like children in the wild
  Mother's milk still wet on your face
  
  And no one to pray for your safe journey home
  Out beyond the desert
  Across the mountains by the lake
  Servants who leave their master's house
  Are walking all the way
  The golden fields that beckoned you
  Are darkened by the years
  
  Go West Young Man
  If you knew then what you know today
  You'd be back where you started, a happier man
  And leave all the glory to those who have remained
  
  Go West Young Man
  Go West Young Man, like your family said