Mathildenhöhe
© by Florian Fritsch
(Klick macht groß)
Gotta bucket full of tearsb& a hard luck story
Well I was thinkin‘ that I shoulda but I didn’t ever leave you but baby I’m leavin‘ tonight / There’s a trucker drinkin‘ coffee in the station who can give me a ride / Well I was thinking ‚bout a headin‘ down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night / Well I can leave you if I wanna little baby and I’m a gonna tonight / ‚Cuz I gotta bucket full of tears and a hard luck story, there’s a bad moon risin‘ behind / And I swore to your Daddy that I loved you but I changed my mind / I’m a fast-talkin‘, hell raisin‘ son-of-a-bitch and I’m a sinner and I know how to fight / And I can leave you if I wanna little baby and I’m a gonna tonight (Whiskeytown)