Fireball Roberts
John Hiatt
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
I'm sorry babe I was trying to leave the black dog home Oh I'm sorry baby I was tryin' to leave the black dog home Well I'm sorry baby I was tryin' to leave the black dog home But he followed me to your house And he carried his old chew bone I gotta a 57 Ford babe Painted Fireball Roberts white and red Gotta a 57 Ford baby Painted Fireball Roberts white and red Gotta a 57 Ford baby Painted Fireball Roberts white and red I haven't run my last race darlin' But I sometimes wish I did Don't feel sorry for our love baby We stuck it right down in the turn Don't feel sorry for our love babe Nah, we stuck it right down in the turn Don't feel sorry for our love baby Nah we stuck it right down in the turn And it's not everyday you can walk away With just these few memories to burn No, it's not everyday you can walk away With just these few memories to burn
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Written by: JOHN R HIATT
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