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Teaser
Album - 17 novembre 1975 - Debaser id 92586

di Tommy Bolin

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The Grind (03:53)
Tommy Bolin • Teaser
I walked all day tryin to find me work,
I must have knocked on one hundred doors.
Would have swallowed my pride for some money,
And be satisfied sweepin' the floors.

Mr. Government-man.
Mr. Silver-and-gold.
Mr. Bustin'-my-ass.
Mr. All-you-can-hold.

I spent last night a sleep on a park bench,
'til a cop came and moved me along.
Told him I wasn't botherin' nobody,
Yes he told me to go.

Everywhere, I get the same kind of answer,
Not now or maybe then.
Well me time is runnin' out on me people, yes me people.
If you're down and without a friend.

Yeah, yeah.
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Dreamer (05:09)
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Halfway gone, and halfway back, You're always dreaming' 'bout what you lack. You're takin' your time from your busy day, To sit by the track and watch the train roll away. Dreamer I know what you're thinkin', I can see it in your face. Maybe before you were happy, But now your thoughts aren't of this place. You've begun to change now baby, I don't see. Oh but I know you well and it's clear to me. You think chains hold you here now baby, but they don't exist. You don't have to stay mama, I won't insist. So take the train today, and don't look back again. Live the dreams you have, don't dwell on what has been. Your future's brighter now, there's brighter days ahead. Any sad farewell words, better left unsaid. Maybe before you were happy, but now your thoughts aren't of this place. I only wish you were with me, someone like you can't be replaced.
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Wild Dogs (04:40)
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Baggage handcuffed to my wrist,
I drag it everywhere I go.
Sometimes I fight it with my fists,
If I knew which way was home,
It's where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.

Porter come and cut me loose,
Bring that whiskey in my water.
Sometimes I get the blues,
But I know I shouldn't oughtta.
That's where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.

Run down ghost town, no chance for love,
No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night.
That's what I like.
Hey porter come and cut me free,
I'm sick of my own company.
Sometimes I miss the gold,
Most times I miss my home.
That's where I'd go.
If I knew which way was home.
That's what I like

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