Letra de Battle Weary Blues
We got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary blues And every blinding hour falls flat on it's face Or maybe right into place And every sorry deal looks shiny And new looks good to youWe're in a traveling band We're driving cross your land And could you spare us a dime And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We'll split as soon as we can We'll drive fast and we'll blast out of here And we'll be moving on And we'll be moving onWe'll split as soon as we can And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We'll split as soon as we can We'll drive fast And we'll blast out of here And we'll be moving onWe'll split as soon as we can And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary bluesWe got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary blues The battle weary blues The battle weary blues