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Richard Edwards

Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

 

Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

(альбом: Lemon Cotton Candy Sunset - 2017)


I don't wanna get used to the way your mouth moves, love
I don't wanna stop, honey it's hot, and I can feel you
When I ain't up to love somethin's mother
If I ain't up to be somethin's father
If I don't wanna live in my skin
Cut me out! Jesus, make me stronger or have a little heart

I don't wanna get lost in the wind
Rolling down the river, hoping that you're coming home late
I don't wanna get stuck in your sun
Blinded just a little, Lord, I know your mama relates
And if I get used to you…
You know that you have been loathsome, too
I don't wanna get lost in the wind
Rolling, rolling, rolling

I don't wanna get used to the way that song sounds
'Cause some Texas girl at a funeral's been breaking me down
I don't wanna get used to you, used to you, used to somehow
Mama, it feels like I'm used to you, used to you somehow
Well

I don't wanna get lost in the wind
Rolling down the river, darkness at the edge of my brain
I don't wanna get stuck in your sun
Fried up on your griddle, can't you hear me begging for rain?
And if this is losing you
Feels like my guts have done split in two
I don't wanna get lost in the wind
Rolling, rolling, rolling

Why you always howling at me when I been feeding you right?
You're my little petunia, mama, but it's been a long night
C'mon, get prowling, I don't want you around!

Oh, somethin's crawling under my skin!
I don't wanna get stuck in your sun
Fried up and little, why you gotta do me again?
And if this is losing you
You know that I have been
You know that I have been lonesome
And sometimes I get lost

Rolling, rolling, rollin'…

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