King Hobo - Moonshine | Текст песни

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• King Hobo
• Moonshine

Just when I thought that
It couldn't get worse
Like out of nowhere
That fever got me

Oh lord hear me scream
Oh please help me out
I can't go on like this
This pain wears me out

South, I'm going south
South, south of heaven

Pack my suitcase, I'm leaving home now
To meet my maker, bring my the moonshine

South, I'm going south
South, south of heaven

Hearing me holla!
Will see me dancing
You don't bother
Me no more

Oh lord hear me scream
You can't help out
I will keep on singing

Until the sun goes down

South, I'm going south
South, south of heaven

Pack my suitcase, I'm leaving home now
To meet my maker, bring my the moonshine

South, I'm going south
South, south of heaven