Call my job And tell the boss i won't be in I said call my job And tell the boss i won't be in You can tell him i'm sick (tell him anything) But i had
And Saturday I go out my play The eagle flies on Friday And Saturday I go out my play The Sunday I go to church And I kneel down and I pray Lord have
I think I go back to the house And just talk to her Just one more time That's what I'm gonna do Caledonia, Caledonia What makes your big head so hard I
Making guitar's groove That's why I That's why I play the blues Grabbed myself a guitar And started playing live In a group with my brothers The Jackson
