Swing
Took my woman down to the river
Said I could and would forgive her
But I washed her sins clean in the water
Made double sure and held her under
And I′m eager to hit the road
And I'm headed down to Mexico
And I′m gonna swing, swing, swing for what I've done
I hear the stars look beautiful when you're on the run
And I′m gonna swing, swing, swing when they catch me (if they can)
Only a travelling bag on my back and a guitar in my hand
From temple to Austin to San Antonio
150 Miles to the streets of Laredo
All that′s left is to wade across the Rio
Over 300 miles, but I guess I have to go
And I'm eager to hit the road
And I′m headed down to Mexico
And I'm gonna swing, swing, swing for what I′ve done
I hear the stars look beautiful when you're on the run
And I′m gonna swing, swing, swing when they catch me (if they can)
Only a travelling bag on my back and a guitar in my hand
And I'm gonna swing, swing, swing for what I've done
I hear the stars look beautiful when you′re on the run
And I′m gonna swing, swing, swing when they catch me (if they can)
Only a travelling bag on my back and a guitar in my hand