Из альбома: Holiday Man
ain't got no rhyme of reason
ain't got no soul to speak of
i ain't got no compass
or no sense of self-direction
but i'll call you when i get there
i'll take you there
ain't got no easy answers i ain't got no compass or no
sense of clear direction
but i'll call you when i get there
i'll take you there
i don't know where i'm going
but i do know where i've been
and i'm holding out
till i find some answers
then i'll be calling for you
calling on you yeah yeah yeah
ain't got no natural calling
i ain't got no healing heart pin
i ain't got no compass or no
sense of clear direction
but i'll call you when i get there
i'll take you there