the hill Through the light Past the city jail I watch and walk Every night I wondered who to tell How can I tell my father? He?s been gone all these years
hill Through the light Past the city jail I watch and walk Every night I wondered who to tell How can I tell my father? He's been gone all these years
hill Through the light Past the city jail I watch and walk Every night I wondered who to tell How can I tell my father? He?s been gone all these years
Übersetzung: Robert Earl Keen. These Years.
