roads lead to you (I'm coming home) All roads lead to you (Never goin' away again) All roads lead to you (Ah, ha, yeah) All roads lead to you All roads
If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, we can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please just
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then please
Traduction: Chicago. Tous les chemins mènent Vous.
Traduction: Chicago. La Route.
: (T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
(T. Kath) If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do If you'd like to give your love Then
of town and Cold Irons bound. There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'em were friends of mine, I was wrong about 'em all Well, the road
town in Cold irons bound There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'm were friends of mine; I was wrong about 'm all Well, the road
You hate old Chicago ,in the winter time When the cold wind blows right through you And you said it ain't no fun You called west a dream come true Then
You hate old Chicago in the Wintertime When the cold wind blows right through ya And you said it ain't no fun You called west, a dream come true Then
Things I learned in a hobo jungle Were things they never taught me in a class room Like where to find a handout While thumbing through Chicago in the
same. There was rain in our window, The FM set was ragged But she could talk, yeah, We learned to speak And one year has gone by Such a long long road
(Nanci Griffith) I am a backseat driver from America We drive to the left on Falls Road And the man at the wheel's name is Seamus We pass a child on
(Richard Holler) I am a backseat driver from America They drive to the left on Falls Road And the man at the wheels name is Shamus We pass a the child
'm attached to it In many ways the city raised me and gave me The drama, honor, and bravery The streets seem hollow when I go to Chicago It's cheap wine
on my body, bout due for a tune up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but I'm loving every minute, every road signs a reminder of exactly