Gypsy woman told my mother 'Fore I was born She said, you got a boy-child coming And gonna be a son of a gun Gonna make pretty womens Jump and shout
I look at you all, see the love there that?s sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently
Lost in a wilderness of loneliness and time My sole possessions are the memories in my mind An empty garden bears no fruit of any kind It seems that endless
house that love built, that love built That love built, that love built, that love built, yes that love built I went back to the bar again And headed straight for the band
I've been a restless For a long, long time Tryin' to find a home For this heart of mine The nights are lonely And the days are long It's hard to find
Light from a window, golden and bright Sound from a dream I was hypnotized, I was paralyzed I could hardly speak And baby, baby, you never realized That
Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama stop breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down The stuff I got'll bust
Well, I lost you at the border When you crossed it Had your number, baby But I lost it I know your love Was just a flimflam Well, you can't pull the
When your world is cold, and your day seem to drag on, forever, Feel like your soul were sold, for nothing, for nothing and you Never, felt such loneliness
Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel We're goin' to the roadhouse, we're
She plays rough She ain't ready There ain't a thing, in this world to prove She's got a needle and a powder people, to keep her steady Life's gonna teach
Well she's got to be a 20 on a scale of 10 Walking on an edge that's razor thin One in a million from her head to her toes A hole in her heart as the
Ev'ry time I'm walking all down the street, some pretty mama start breaking down on me Stop breaking down, baby, please, stop breaking down Stuff is gonna
When a man loves the woman, and she tries to turn away Got no heart to follow, only pain and sorrow So don't look the other away Leave the light on in
Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car Thinkin' that, I might have drove you too far And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love, that you laid on my table
Look out across the fields, see me returning Smoke is in your eyes, you draw a smile From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning, you've had
I'm tore down, I'm almost level with the ground I'm tore down, I'm almost level with the ground Well, I feel like this when my baby can't be found I
Translation: The Jeff Healey Band. Angel.