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Instruments:
Taylor
6-string guitar
Steinberger electric guitar
Vintage fretless bass guitar
Alesis drums |
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At
first we were so good; we didn’t care what anybody said;
you and me in our old vee eight drivin’ round the town just
havin’ fun
then your dad said it ain’t right; should be pumpin’
gas or stackin’ cans
he kicked me out and made it plain he thought that you should
find a better man.
Say goodbye to your friends; say goodbye
to your family;
say goodbye to all of them or say goodbye to me.
You snuck out the back; when your mom and dad were watchin’
TV;
so we drove down town and found a quiet table down at Joe’s
place;
but your friends they saw us there and went to get your mother
on the phone;
your daddy stormed in the door, grabbed you by the arm and dragged
you home.
Say goodbye to your friends; say goodbye
to your family;
say goodbye to all of them or say goodbye to me.
I’m not askin’ for anything from your family ‘cept
some trust,
but I can’t stand aside and see our love ground in the dust.
Say goodbye to your friends; say goodbye
to your family;
say goodbye to all of them or say goodbye to me.
(©2004
Stewart Bowman)
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