Songtext von Queer Eyed Boy

I'm gonna wake you this morning And drag your head out of bed You're gonna rub your little eyes and say Mama why's the sky so red? And folks all said there goes that queer eyed boy Always pointing at the stars I've seen the crow with the devils horn I've pat the bull with two heads I've often wondered why such things are born And what sort of future lays ahead And folks all said there goes that queer eyed boy Always singin to the stars And folks all said there goes that queer eyed boy Always playing on his guitar Now i could smell it in these itchy winds And sense it coming from afar Oh i could feel it all begin within I hear the golden stringed guitar