|
Trout Fishing in America - Count on Me lyrics
(K. GrimwoodB. Grimwood) Chorus: Pick me up, come on carry me, I'm too tired to go on. Pick me up, come on carry me, Your arms are just where I belong. Let's pretend that you're a boat, sailing on the sea, And I am a sailor, as weary as weary can be. Chorus: Let's pretend that you're a camel, out upon the burning sand, And I am a traveler, who needs a helping hand. A Conestoga wagon, with cover from the sun, And I am a pioneer, California, here I come. Chorus: |
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 The Funeral of God by Zao |
 Vision Valley by The Vines |
 Waiting for the Punchline by Extreme |
 Afrodisiac by Brandy |
 Ghetto Classics by Jaheim |
