Lonely Years Songtext / Lyric

Face is turning white

From the salt of all my tears.

Face is turning white

From the salt of all my tears.

Lost everything I had,

I got to face five lonely years.






Everybody got a trouble;

I got to live with mine right now.

Everybody got a trouble;

I got to live with mine right now.

I'm gonna take a little walk now, people,

And I'll try to get along somehow.



I'll be leaving right now, people;

I got to stop now and figure out my time.

I got to get a bus, people;

I got to stop now and figure out my time.

I believe with a feeling,

I got to move on down the line.