Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the south-land. I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again. And I think it's a sin. . Well I heard Mister Young sing about her.
Des fleurs de coton qui bougent. S'envolant vers un ciel bleu. Me rappellent que le blues. Est né sous des jours heureux. Des jours heureux.. Cartes postales d'Alabama.
I was raised in a smalltown - just a little German boy. I didn't care about history - I just cared about my toys. . I never felt responsible - for what happened in a war.
Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the south-land. I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin. . Well I heard Mister Young sing about her.
Turn it up. . Big wheels keep on turning. Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the south-land. I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again. And I think it's a sin, yes.
Need you. Your tenderness, your understanding heart. I hurt for you each minute we're apart. I need my angel now. . Miss you. I miss the funny little things you do.