Correction Paroles Ripplin’ & Wild par Vincent Neil Emerson

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Well I been high-ridin', steady side-windin'
Placed on a [?] to lose
And I fill up my cup when enough ain't enough
And I lay down wherever I choose

Well the life of a rambler is matched by the gambler
I'm reelin' straight out of my mind
Well I just don't feel right underneath all these lights
So I hide in the pleasures I find

So it's two fingers of whisky, don't mind if it's [?]
Ash in an old Buckskin can
I'm waitin' out back for the fear to attack
And I shake like a leaf where I stand

Well the life of a drinker ain't one of a thinker
I'm reelin' straight out of my mind
I'm the son of a child and I'm ripplin' and wild
And I hide in the pleasures I find

Well out on the highway the moonlight is racin'
And the tail-lights they all look like stars
So I follow that white line 'til I hit the sunshine
And I dodge all them slow-movin' cars
Well the engine is steamin', awake but I'm dreamin'
I'm reelin' straight out of my mind
So I'll keep the wheels [?] 'til I it the next town
Just to hide in the pleasures I find

Well the cool runnin' waters they flow down the mountains
And into the valleys they sing
But in the smoky old motels and burnt out saloons
My poor heart it bellows and rains

Well I long for those things that my life will not bring
I'm reelin' straight out of my mind
I'm the son of a child and I'm ripplin' and wild
And I hide in the pleasures I find
I'm the son of a child and I'm ripplin' and wild
And I hide in the pleasures I find

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