Loved this one for years... Got to see the man the year he died. Huge event for me. His autograph hangs on my studio wall. Miss Tommy Bolin! WILD DOGS Baggage handcuffed to my wrists I drag it everywhere I go Sometimes I fight you with my fists But if I knew which way was home Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Hey Porter cut me free Im sick of my own company Sometimes I miss the gold Most times I miss my home Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Oh, thats what I like Porter come and cut me loose Would bring my whiskey and my water Sometimes I get them blues Though I know I shouldnt oughta Thats where Id go, if I knew which way was home Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night Run down ghost trail, no chance for love No sign of life, just them wild dogs howlin in the night Hear em howl Read more: Tommy Bolin - Wild Dogs Lyrics | MetroLyrics https://youtube/watch?v=BUKbJw9TMXU
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 03:10:29 +0000
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