文本歌词

I've Made Nights By Myself - Albert King
I've made nights by myself
When the ground was covered with snow
I've made nights by myself
When the ground was covered with snow
When I looked for my lover
She was gone that's all I know
You know the rocks was my pillow
I had to make nights all alone
The rocks was my pillow
I had to make nights all alone
I really wanted my baby
And my lover was gone
I got a mind to ramble
I got a mind to go back home
I got a mind to ramble
I got a mind to go back home
Gotta mind to be a good boy
And leave those evil women alone