| Paroles: | TUESDAY'S GONE
Train, roll on, on down the line.
Won't you, please, take me far
away.
Now I feel the wind blow outside my door.
Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at
home.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Oh, my baby's gone with the
wind.
And I just don't know, oh, where I'm going.
I just want to be left
alone.
Well, when this train ends I'll try again
oh, but I'm leaving my woman at
home.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.
Train, roll
on, Tuesday's gone.
Train, roll on many miles from my home.
See I'm, I'm riding my
blues away, yeh.
Tuesday, you see, she had to be free.
Lord, but somehow I've got to carry
on.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.
Train, roll on
'cause my baby's gone..
I'm riding my blues away, baby
turn around my
blues
ride on, train, ride on, train
ridin' my blues, babe
come
back to me, babe
come back to me
oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train..
- Allen Collins & Ronnie Van Zant |
