Из альбома: Indian Summer
(Paul Cotton)
In the beginning
Not so long ago
There were five country rockers
I saw the very first show
And I jumped up with the crowd
To give a standing hand
Livin', livin' in the band
There were two from Colorado
Texas and Nebraska too
Another came from Ohio
And they did not sing the blues
You had the feeling
They had nothing to lose
Livin', livin' in the band
Through the years and the changes
And with the will of a train
Some have parted strangers
Some have stayed in the game
And sooner or later you've got a winning hand
Livin', livin' in the band
Through the years and the changes...