Текст: Joe Bonamassa. The Ballad of John Henry. As the Crow Flies.

As the crow flies baby
And i ain't so far from you
As the crow flies baby
And i ain't so far from you

Well i don't have wings
And i can't get home like i want to

In a dream last night
Well i heard you call my name
In a dream last night
Well i heard you call my name

Well i took it as an omen
And i jumped on that next train

Oh whoa

Well you don't know baby
How i miss your sweet caress
Well you don't know baby
How i miss your sweet caress

When i'm in your lovin' arms
And i swear i'm at my very best

As the crow flies baby