Born and raised in a motel in New Orlean I run away with a hobo and his Gypsy friends We rode a freight train up to Cleveland across the Utah plains Proud
I keep thinking about your eyes And the shape of your lips I keep tasting your kiss and the touch of your hand is still on my hip It's a wild horse
(R. Stewart/A. Taylor) Born and raised In a motel in New Orleans I ran away with a hobo and his gypsy friends We rode a freight train up to Cleveland
Перевод: Стюарт, Род. Дикая лошадь.
: (R. Stewart/A. Taylor) Born and raised In a motel in New Orleans I ran away with a hobo and his gypsy friends We rode a freight train up to Cleveland