February rain, smoky mountain fireLike a hummingbird to caneJust following desireWatch the firelightThrow shadows across the roomMany miles awayNot far from cannery rowHe beats on his guitarAnd does his little showAnd all the people sayYou got balls to play the game this wayIts one in a millionSo he fills all the holesWith good wine from mussel sholesAnd the cencemillianThese streets were bound to crossMaybe lifetimes agoWhenever innocence is lostWe got a long way to goWe got a long wayWatch the firelight throwShadows across the roomAnd on a rainy nightTwo lovers held each other tightIn the moonlightHe felt so good in her armsCanzone adatta alla giornata. Mullins à un grande artista. Troppo sottovalutato e snobbato, direi.
AND ON A RAINY NIGHTSHAWN MULLINS
February rain, smoky mountain fireLike a hummingbird to caneJust following desireWatch the firelightThrow shadows across the roomMany miles awayNot far from cannery rowHe beats on his guitarAnd does his little showAnd all the people sayYou got balls to play the game this wayIts one in a millionSo he fills all the holesWith good wine from mussel sholesAnd the cencemillianThese streets were bound to crossMaybe lifetimes agoWhenever innocence is lostWe got a long way to goWe got a long wayWatch the firelight throwShadows across the roomAnd on a rainy nightTwo lovers held each other tightIn the moonlightHe felt so good in her armsCanzone adatta alla giornata. Mullins à un grande artista. Troppo sottovalutato e snobbato, direi.