Denver Or Wherever Testo

Born in the back of a shack down in Tuscaloosa, Southern Alabama They tried to make him bad he looked up and said 'I'm no loser' 'cause for nickels and dimes He could play his guitar he could rhyme He could do it every time, in Denver, or wherever He left his happy home, his mamma she sat lowing, she was crying You know he went out on the road, that's the only life that he knew worked fine 'cause for nickels and dimes He could play his guitar he could rhyme He could do it every time, in Denver, or wherever You know he would've took a wife If he had any kind of life he could give to her 'cause for nickels and dimes He could play his guitar, he could rhyme He could do it every time, either in Denver, or forever Three Byrds Land in London 1997 Strange Fruit