Songtext von The Weight

I pulled in to Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed? He just grinned and shook my hand: No, was all he said Take a load off, Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off, Fanny and you put the load right on me Go down Miss Moses, there's nothing you can say It's just old Luke and Luke's waiting on the judgement day Well, Luke my friend, what about young Anna-Lee? He said: Do me a favor son, won't you stay and keep Anna-Lee company? Take a load off, Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off, Fanny and you put the load right on me Catch a cannonball now to take me down the line My bag is sinking low and I do believe it's time To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here with her regards for everyone Take a load off, Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off, Fanny and you put the load right on me