Last of a Dyin' Breed

Oh yeah! Got a pocket full of memories and my song Got to keep on movin' and rollin' on When I'm playin' for keeps, I always win Don't know where I'm going, but I know where I've been Yeah! Looking back when I was a boy A hand-me-down bike was my toy

She's got Mississippi blood runnin' through her veins Her mama was a looker from New Orleans Daddy worked hard with a gun in his boot Blow you away click bang boom boom Good ol' dude said she broke his heart Threw it on the ground, stomped it hard Bu

Homegrown 原始味道 [歌词] She's like fine shine out of a steel mine She ain't afraid to get dirty - have a goodtime She's kind of backwoods She's kind of psycho She likes to ride fast on her motorcycle 她熠熠闪亮就像抛光的钢铁 她不害怕肮脏--只要痛快 她来自边远地区 她像有点精神病 她喜欢疯狂驾驶她的机车