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Rory Gallagher Jinxed

be some kind of jinx I don't care what anybody thinks This must be some kind of jinx Will I swim or will I sink? This must be some kind of jinx, oh

Tradução: Rory Gallagher. Jinxed.

Yeah, well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop He's mortgaged out his blood for one

I'm easy come and easy go Now you're not so carefree You found the thorn behind the rose You took it, oh, so badly Lost inside yourself You gotta break

Well, the Devil made me do it, do it, do it The Devil made me trip and fall The Devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all What did

Well, you know yourself little girl You ain't treating your daddy right Leave home in the morning Ain't back till late at night That's nothin' but the

Loose talk from uptight people People out for blood to draw Just keep cool, don't let it phase you All that stuff ain't worth a straw Tight talk from