Come gather around me friends I'll tell you about a minstrel band Of children in their witches hats Painting pictures with pipes of pan A young boy and
Susanna Clark Was your road to Mexico, diamonds or stones Did you need that lucky piece I slipped in your hand Were you ready for the cold winds that
Jerry Jeff Walker Well, I'm not the kind of man who sits and complains I've always been the kind of man who likes to take a chance I have lived my life
ترجمه: جری واکر جف. سپس کودکان.
ترجمه: جری واکر جف. ما Kinda دیوانه سپس.
ترجمه: جری واکر جف. اگر من شما پس از آن دوست.
