Black cloud rolling at the end of the sky I know where and I know why Trouble coming up over the fence Don't bother me with the evidence Ah, corrupt they fall and gentle they sleep Dig where you stand but not too deep I caught a ride from the city on a Saturday Turned back me heels and just slide away... Take me back to another time I lost my soul and I lost my mind Give me a lake and a fishing boat Gimme four strong winds and that's all she wrote... slide away And every day's like Sunday And Sunday's always good Some people live for monday And doing what they should... not me! slide away... Take me back to another time I lost my soul and I lost my mind Give me a lake and a fishing boat Gimme four strong winds and that's all she wrote... slide away