Gourds Fine Leather Truck Letras:Whippoorwill won't ya listen
To my roaming story
We started out frying
up a morning glory
I tell you 'bout the things
ya like t¹know I
found
& how the moon woke us up
with a jigglin' sound
In my fine leather truck
So I rolled up my dirty red pants
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/Zf3]Took my shoes off
Crossed my legs when I danced
I did the hyena, the
milkman and the fox-trot
We smoked our last then
headed for the Pine Knot
In my fine leather truck
Then the rain came down
& soaked us all up
Could not keep the technology
from suckin' us up
Spiderman was all I could remember then
We crossed the walls
& left that ugly town
In my fine leather truck
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