الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Far out in a distance resounds a heavy sigh
Of all distraught people with trouble on their minds
Walk on streets of fire
Draw the silver sword
Long John Rider is coming a-knockin'
Hear the life old song until the dying breath
Notes of lysergy and lasting happiness
Walk on streets of fire
Draw the silver sword
Long John Rider is coming a-knockin'
On your door!
Now don't pay no mind
To the confusion
Long John Rider likes to stumble
Where you're not strong
