Nhạc sĩ: Michael Hurley
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
When we left, it was cold Each other's hands, we had to hold
We was drunk in Tennessee She got drunk as drunk as me
She run up the hill, she cried and cried I run down the other side
Oh, Sweet Lucy Oh, Sweet Lucy
Oh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Police come, they took my wine They put us in jail, hundred dollar fine
I could hear her cryin' over the wall In the women's detention hall
I got on the phone, my mama spoke Sorry son, but your mama's broke
Oh, Sweet Lucy Oh, Sweet Lucy
Oh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Wherever I go, I get sad Seems like sorrow lives in the air
In the wide open skies of California There was sorrow way out there
Five gets you ten that you don't get past Five gets you ten that you better go fast
Oh, Sweet Lucy Oh, Sweet Lucy
Oh, Sweet Lucy, let me go
Let me go
Come on, let me go
Let me go
Let me go
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Sweet Lucy
Sweet Lucy, let me go
Sweet Lucy
Sweet Lucy
Sweet Lucy, let me go