The End Is Not In Sight Laisse Les Bons Temps Rouler - Jesse Winchester

作词：Jesse Winchester

作曲：Jesse Winchester

Yes i knew it all along

That i'd have to go back home

Cause this living on the road

Ah it makes me tired and sore

Like a bird without a nest

Like a stranger in the night

And my soul must have its rest

But the end is not in sight

Like that sweet magnolia wine

Honey dripping from your mouth

And the little gal of mine

She's the finest in the south

And the nights are getting longer

And the days are getting colder

And i wanna go back home

Yeah lay my head down on your shoulder

Yes i knew it all along

That i'd have to go back home

Cause this living on the road

Ah it makes me tired and sore

Like a bird without a nest

Yeah like a stranger in the night

And my soul must have his rest

But the end is not in sight

And my soul must have his rest

But the end is not in sight

And my soul must have his rest

But the end is not in sight

And my soul must have his rest

But the end is not in sight

And my soul must have his rest

But the end is not in sight