Gasoline Alley Bred - The Hollies

作词：Roger Cook/Roger Greenaway/Tony Macaulay

Oh woman get your head out of curlers

Time to get your butt out of bed

Get down your hats and your baggage my child

Going back home getting back to the homestead

I'm a gonna heat me some water

Put a shine upon my shoes

Telephone my mac keep the room above Joe's

Cause we're coming back coming

Back to the homestead

Everything is packed getting back to the homestead

This time this time we'll stay baby

I know that we could have made it

We had ideas in our heads

And I wish somehow we could have saved it

But we're Gasoline Alley bred

Yet the years havn't really been wasted

And I know it in my head

We did good for the life that we tasted

Cause we're Gasoline Alley

Gasoline Alley bred

Woman did you really believe it

I did everything a man could do

Breaking my back just to make us a dime

That don't mean a thing when

Noone wants to know you

Oh woman I know how you're feeling

I've seen the hurt upon your face

How many times do you think that I've cried

Knowing ev'ry day your heart was gettin' broken

Holding back your pride 'till

You were nearly chocking

Oooh let's get away baby

I know that we could have made it

We had ideas in our heads

And I wish somehow we could have saved it

But we're Gasoline Alley bred

Yet the years havn't really been wasted

And I know it in my head

We did good for the life that we tasted

Cause we're Gasoline Alley

Gasoline Alley bred

(Gasoline alley)

Gasoline Alley bred

(Gasoline alley)

Gasoline Alley bred

(Gasoline alley)

Gasoline Alley bred