Paroles Buffalo River Home de John Hiatt

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Textes et Paroles de Buffalo River Home




I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed

And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows

Just when you think that you've got a grip

Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip

As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line



CHORUS:

Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters

of the south running helter skelter

down through the mississippI delta

with no place to call your own

mixing up drinks with mixed feelings

all along the paint was peeling

down to an indian blanket on a pony

with no rider in the flesh and bone

looking for his buffalo river home



I've been circling the wagons down at times square

Trying to fI'll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there

Hust when you think you can let it rip

you're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips

as if you had some place better to go

or a better way to get there



REPEAT CHORUS:



Now there's only two things in life but I forget what they are

it seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails

or wishing on stars

just when you think that you've been gyped

the bearded lady comes and does a double back flip

and you run off and join the circus

yeah, you just let that pony ride

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