Letra de The Blues Keep Coming
Little Feat
The Blues Keep Coming
Little Feat
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The snow are melting the river's on the rise
I'm looking for shelter - there's not a place to hide
The wind is whipping like I never seen before
Bearing down like a freight train just outside my door
I'm looking for shelter - there's not a place to hide
The wind is whipping like I never seen before
Bearing down like a freight train just outside my door
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