الأغاني:
Cargill Henson

Coming on strong coming on strong I can feel the heartaches coming on strong I can feel the teardrops the pain and sorrow Ever since she's been gone they

Some people say I'm a no count others say I'm no good But I'm just a natural born travelin' man I'm doin' what I think I should poor boy I'm doin' what

Two broken hearts lonely looking like houses where nobody lives Two people each having so much pride inside neither side forgives The angry words spoken

I look out on the grave of New York City And to see some children playing in the snow Central Park in winter should look pretty But New York ain't a place

I didn't see no sense in me just sittin' here and draggin' out the pain There's nothin' you can say or do to ever make me want for you again You say I

She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river Waitin' patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty from the pathway to the

How old do you think I am he asked and I said well I didn't know He said I turned sixty five about eleven months ago I was sittin' in Miami pouring blended

I know it seems you've finally won her over That you've taken her from these two arms of mine But a taste of your love only makes her thirsty And she

When the morning sun streaks across my room Lord I'm wakened up from another dream of you And I'm on the road once again it seems That all I've left behind