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Jack Botts - Northern Rivers - Live at Miami Marketta текст песни

Исполнитель: Jack Botts

альбом: Live at Miami Marketta


Well her eyes
A few sips through are open wide
And that smile
My oh my what a sight
And her hair
That long, blonde, curly, pretty hair
Underneath the felt hat that runs down her back
Oh up and back

She's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night
Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right
'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life
'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around
And she's just trying to find
Her own ground

She's trying to find her own ground, yeah

And when it gets cold
She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers
Yeah, oh when it gets cold, yeah
And she says
She showers with Jack Johnson on and "Taylor" was her favourite song
'Cause it made her feel like she belonged
And oh she belonged
She's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night
Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right
'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life
'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around
And she's just trying to find
Her own ground
Trying to find her own ground

When it gets cold
She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers

And she says
She showers with Jack Johnson on and "Taylor" was her favourite song
'Cause it made her feel like she belonged
Oh she belonged

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