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This baggage handcuffed to my wrists I drag it everywhere I go Sometimes I fight you with my fists But if I knew which way was home Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Before the karma cut me free Im sick of my own company Sometimes I miss the boat Most times I miss my home Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Oh, thats what I like Before the karma cut me loose Would bring my whiskey and my water Sometimes I get them blues Though I know I shouldnt oughta Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Hear em howl Read more: Tommy Bolin - Wild Dogs Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 20:27:27 +0000

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