Going Back West [Remix 1999] Testo
Testo Going Back West [Remix 1999]
I was born and raised in the Ghetto
Talk with me and you know.
I wasn't satisfied with living on this side
I started looking around for a possibility
Listen to my story of what became of me.
I met a business man who said he'd got some friends back eas
So why don't you come along
Well
We can help you at least.
So make you into a big star by playing your guitar.
But the joke was on me
They left me flat
You see.
Goin' back West yes I know I'll make it alright.
Goin' back West where my music's playing aU. night.
Goin' back West I think I do alright.
Goin' back West yes I know I'll make it alright
Strugglin' for recognition
Identity and respect
I got a lot of promises they told me not to fret.
Said we will stand by you if the goin' gets rough
But when I started thinking they didn't even bluff.
But a year has come and gone
They left me standing here
Thinking how it could have been
'Cause still I ain't nowhere. They surely took me for a ride
trampled on my pride
But I hold my head up high
got no more tears to cry.
Going back West yes I know I'll make it alright
Going back West yes I know I'll make it alright.
Talk with me and you know.
I wasn't satisfied with living on this side
I started looking around for a possibility
Listen to my story of what became of me.
I met a business man who said he'd got some friends back eas
So why don't you come along
Well
We can help you at least.
But the joke was on me
They left me flat
You see.
Goin' back West yes I know I'll make it alright.
Goin' back West where my music's playing aU. night.
Goin' back West I think I do alright.
Goin' back West yes I know I'll make it alright
Strugglin' for recognition
Identity and respect
I got a lot of promises they told me not to fret.
Said we will stand by you if the goin' gets rough
But when I started thinking they didn't even bluff.
But a year has come and gone
They left me standing here
Thinking how it could have been
'Cause still I ain't nowhere. They surely took me for a ride
trampled on my pride
But I hold my head up high
got no more tears to cry.
Going back West yes I know I'll make it alright
Going back West yes I know I'll make it alright.
CLIFF, JIMMY
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