Letras
Well I think I might call it quits or at least for the day
Maybe I'm the reason why the pain just won't go away
Should I trade it for some good love and start up the farm
Sell my good rifle and all my guitars
Or should I just stay here and waste another decade
Set me free
Lord just set me free
All I need
Is a couple hundred bucks
And a tank of gasoline
Age ain't a number it's the miles that a person run
I'm kicking rocks down a freeway
You can barely even see my thumb
No-one will give me a ride
At least not with this face like mine
Lord can you hear my prayer
Can ya give me a sign
Set me free
Lord just set me free
All I need
Is a couple hundred bucks
And a tank of gasoline
Set me free
Lord just set me free
All I need
Is a couple hundred bucks
And a tank of gasoline