Слова:
Collie Mark Born Raised In Black White

Ten lonely nights, ten lonely days I count the hours since you've been away Don't know who's wrong, don't know who's right My heart's been breaking, ten

This hammer sure feels heavy This close to quittin' time Even though I'm tired now Soon I'll come alive Wash my hands and change this shirt And head

I can't stand the collar It makes it hard to swallar But where you go I'll faller Hey, I'm a lucky dog I can't get used to gettin' All this love and

him, his engine would explode And he'd blow by while they were standing still on Thunder Road And there was thunder, thunder on that Thunder Road Thunder was his engine white

Well, I do alright in the daylight Sunshine seems to keep you off my mind But as evening shadows fall around me It won't be long before I cross the line