Nazareth - Boogie текст песни

Walkin? down on main street

Well, its not the same street like before

Those drinks that Ive been drinkin? were stirred not shaken, ooh its sore

My legs have gone all weak

Its so hard for me to speak anymore

I must get home to bed

And rest my aching head, thats for sure

Drivin? in the country

The grass is green as it was before

Rolled up on that river

Just aint as clean thats for sure

You know my legs have gone all weak

Its so hard for me to speak anymore

I must get home to bed

And rest my aching head, thats for sure

Goin? down to main street to buy some wine

Make some love with that woman of mine

Drink some wine

Love some time

Ah- walkin? down on main street

Well its not the same street like before

Those drinks that Ive been drinkin? were stirred not shaken, ooh its sore

You know my legs have gone all weak

Its so hard for me to speak anymore

Well I must get home to bed

Rest my aching head and thats for sure