Cold ground was my bed last night
And rock was my pillow, too;
Cold ground was my bed last night
And rock was my pillow, too.
I'm saying: talkin' blues, talkin' blues
They say your feet is just too big for your shoes.
Talkin' blues, talkin' blues
Your feet is just too big for your shoes.
Yeah, I've been down on the rock for so long,
I seem to wear a permanent screw;
I've been down on the rock for so long,
I seem to wear a permanent screw.
But-a I'm gonna stare in the sun,
Let the rays shine in my eyes.
I'm a gonna take a just-a one step more
'Cause I feel like bombin' a church
Now that you know that the preacher is lyin'.
So who's gonna stay at home
when the freedom fighters are fighting?
Talkin' blues, talkin' blues
They say your feet is just too big for your shoes,
Talkin' blues, keep on talkin' blues
They say - you hear what they say
Didn't you hear?
Cold ground was my bed,
Rockstone was my pillow;
Cold ground was my bed last night,
And rock was my pillow, too.
Sayin': talkin' blues, talkin' blues
I seem to wear a permanent screw.
Talkin' blues, talkin' blues, talkin'blues:
Feet is just too big for your shoes.
Me espera que eu já to chegando, esse final de semana.
