Текст: Joe Bonamassa. Blues Deluxe. I Don't Live Anywhere.

Don't live anywhere

Got no ceiling, but the sky
like the world babe, just rolling by
I don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
this road is my home

There's nin to five's, pretty odds
there was never babe, even cuts,
don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
this road is my home

The clamorers and glamors
of the city, I don't need them
as long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom

It's crossed my mind, now and then
little too late babe, go back and start again

don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
this road is my home

solo

The clamour and glamours
of the city, I don't need them
as long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom

It's crossed my mind, now and then
little too late babe, go back and start again
don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
this road is my home

this road is my home...