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Helm Levon

Feelin' good, feelin' good All the money in the world spent on feelin' good A wino met me in the street He said, ?Help me find some Sneakin' Pete Help

Early in the morning When the church bells toll The choir's gonna sing And the hearse will roll On down to the graveyard Where it's cold and gray And

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free I wish I could break all of they chains they holding me And I wish I could say all the things that I should

Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy, ain't that bad Had a sweet little girl, I lose my baby, boy, ain't that bad You can't spend what you ain

Cold iron shackles and ball and chain Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train You know you bound to wind up dead If you don't head back to Tennessee

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia There's a place that I love so well Where I spent many days of my childhood In a cabin where we loved to dwell

Traducere: Levon Helm. Fals Blues Hearted Lover.

Traducere: Levon Helm. Anna Lee.

Traducere: Levon Helm. Ai-mi o femeie.