good to me, 'cause you see - I leave my woes at stranger's road dispose, and let the sun back on my face. It's a soul sense of pride, good lord the south
good to me, could you see? I leave my woes At strangers road dispose And let the sun back on my face, whoa It's a soul sense of pride Good Lord, the South
's good to me, 'cause you see - I leave my woes at stranger's road dispose, and let the sun back on my face. It's a soul sense of pride, good lord the south
Tradução: Abajo. Ojos del Sur.