Martini & Bigodini: marzo 2012

Well it's been ten years and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in-
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle down Chevrolet-
White I'm singin'to myself
There's got to be another way

Take away,take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away,take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain

Well've searched and I've searched
To find the perfect life-
A brand new car and a brand new suit
I even got me a little wife-
But wherever i have gone
I was sure to find myself there-
You can run all your life
But not go anywhere

Take away,take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away,take away
Never to return again
Take away,take away
Take away this ball and chain

Well I'll pass the bar on the way
To my dingy hotel room-
I spent all my money
Been drinkin' since half past noon-
I'll wake there in the mornin'
Or maybe in the county jail-
Times are hard getting harder
I'm born to lose and destined to fail-

Take away,take away