
A la mémoire de Guy, et de quelques étés lointains
Well, I'm so tired of cryingBut I'm out on the road againI'm on the road againWell, I'm so tired of cryingBut I'm out on the road againI'm on the road againI ain't got no womanJust to call my special friend
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You know the first time I traveledOut in the rain and snowIn the rain and snowYou know the first time I traveledOut in the rain and snowIn the rain and snowI didn't have no payrollNot even no place to go
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And my dear mother left meWhen I was quite youngWhen I...
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