Текст (слова) песни: Gene Vincent - High On Life (rec. 1970)
Green hickorywood will make your fireplace hot You try to explain to a Berkeley cop He choked with with my peats and shot me down for pot I said, man I`m clean, I`m just about to blow my top They finally took me in for possession of... Love and my pocket knife But I swear to God I was only high on life High on livin`, high on lovin` High on livin`, high on lovin,` and lovin` and forgivin` I have no suit lapel in which to hold my flower I said Lord, that`s okay man It`s just the lateness of the hour Well I be clean when heaven lets if shower They finally took me in for possession of... Love and my pocket knife But I swear to God I was only high on life High on livin`, high on lovin` High on livin`, high on lovin,` and lovin` and forgivin` High on livin`, high on lovin` High on livin`, high on lovin,` and lovin` and forgivin` High on livin`, high on lovin` High on livin`, high on lovin,` and lovin` and forgivin`
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