Songtext von 70 Times

I've seen something in my wasting eyes In a flashlight for a crazy instant In late fall Dolly Varden said to me again You had change a lot, and clear his throat You could hit this 70 times '68 Chevy 70 times Cutting up together in 70 times Clothesline Clothesline 70 times You letting out your breath and going down In a tracklight four cups in your hands Sitting on the boat by the cripple creek I have broken lot and leave this town