: (T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
roads lead to you (I'm coming home) All roads lead to you (Never goin' away again) All roads lead to you (Ah, ha, yeah) All roads lead to you All roads
If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, we can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please just
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please
Tradução: Chicago. Todos los caminos llevan a usted.
Tradução: Chicago. El Camino.
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
: Things I learned in a hobo jungle Were things they never taught me in a class room Like where to find a handout While thumbing through Chicago in the
To be hungry in L.A. Is just like starving in Bombay. Homeless in Moracco, Is a shelter in Chicago. Right around the corner, Just down the road. Right
then I setteled down inside He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand And I said, "Listen! I've traveled every road in this here land!"
of town and Cold Irons bound. There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'em were friends of mine, I was wrong about 'em all Well, the road
of town in Cold irons bound There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'm were friends of mine; I was wrong about 'm all Well, the road
it's done with I drove around Chicago Heading to Champaign I passed right through a country With a gorge as high as any God has ever made I saw a man beside the road
life! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna liv tonight away! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna live my life! New York, L.A., Chicago, V.A., Saint
and nobody else fi rapture well i know how life goes and i know the long road abd i know the only way to feel good. from milano to rome and chicago believe
good bitch I ain't no Kennedy But I'm hood rich So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto And everybody else, thank you very little I took the road less
