CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : I’ll Be Gone a Long Time
Headin' South to Georgia, four shows in a row
Didn't get no sleep last night, the way these drivers roll
Heaven seems so far away, I believe it in my soul
I'll be gone a long time
Heard my baby laughing, like a Jackal in the night
Looked in through the window, and I saw an awful sight
He took off his overcoat and she turned out the light
I'll be gone a long time
Jaybird seen a little worm, wiggling on the ground
Guess there ain't no hiding place, no matter where I'm found
Just came from Traverse City, now I'm Withlacoochee bound
I'll be gone a long timе
Jesus took the water and turnеd it into wine
Me I take them pretty girls, and try to make 'em mine
I tell 'em not to worry, that I'll see 'em down the line
I'll be gone a long time
Well, I just keep a rolling to the rhythm of the band
If you think I'm lucky boys, you just don't understand
That I'll pick this old guitar till my fingers turn to sand
I'll be gone a long time
I'll be gone a long time
Didn't get no sleep last night, the way these drivers roll
Heaven seems so far away, I believe it in my soul
I'll be gone a long time
Heard my baby laughing, like a Jackal in the night
Looked in through the window, and I saw an awful sight
He took off his overcoat and she turned out the light
I'll be gone a long time
Jaybird seen a little worm, wiggling on the ground
Guess there ain't no hiding place, no matter where I'm found
Just came from Traverse City, now I'm Withlacoochee bound
I'll be gone a long timе
Jesus took the water and turnеd it into wine
Me I take them pretty girls, and try to make 'em mine
I tell 'em not to worry, that I'll see 'em down the line
I'll be gone a long time
Well, I just keep a rolling to the rhythm of the band
If you think I'm lucky boys, you just don't understand
That I'll pick this old guitar till my fingers turn to sand
I'll be gone a long time
I'll be gone a long time
