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Marty Robbins
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Twentieth Century Drifter (1974)
Driving a race car is my way of making a living My way of putting the bread on the table at home I'm getting back about half as much as I'm giving And I couldn't make it without a good woman at home
First Place could be just a dream, but I'm gonna chase it Finishing out of the 'Top Ten' is nothing but bad In a 'junker' won't ever be first, I might as well face it First Class equipment is something a man's got to have
You might even call me a twentieth century drifter Thirty-two week-ends, I load up the car and I'm gone And my woman cries with each 'good-bye' kiss that I give her And she prays that come Monday morning I'll be drifting home
Well, my woman sleeps in my arms and I lie here thinking 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Half awake, half asleep, I run and re-run the race From dark until dawn, it goes on, my half-awake dreaming And every so often, I dream that I'm taking First Place
But it's got to be more than a dream dreaming won't make it Aw, dreaming won't ever put bread on the table at home And racing runs deep in my veins I'll never shake it I'm tied to it just like I'm tied to that woman at home
You might even call me a twentieth century drifter Thirty-two week-ends, I load up the car and I'm gone And my woman cries with each 'good-bye' kiss that I give her And she prays that come Monday morning I'll be drifting home
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