Natchez Trace
(neil goldberg / gil slavin)
Oh, ho
He rode into virginia
Rollin thunder, ridin high
I was servin table
Waitin for that ride
My arms around his body
Well, we rode a thousand miles
He taught me how to love
He taught me how to fly, oh, ho, my
Hungry together
Racin the weather
Into the natchez trace
Warmin and feedin him
All the way to cumberland, oh, ho, yes
And I had his child in memphis
And we watched him ride away
And now you know what a girl like me
Is doin here today
Im sorry mister, you cant stay
Hungry together
Racin the weather
Into the natchez trace
Warmin and feedin him
All the way to cumberland, oh, ho, yes
And when the piper gets to play
Somebodys got to pay
And now you know what a girl like me
Is doin here today
Oh, Im sorry mister, you cant stay
Im sorry mister, you cant stay
Hungry together
Racin the weather
Into the natchez trace
Warmin and feedin him
All the way to cumberland, oh
When the piper gets to play
Somebodys got to pay
And now you know what a girl like me
Is doin here today
Oh, Im sorry mister, you cant stay
Im sorry mister, you cant stay, oh, ho, ho, ho
Sorry mister, you cant stay
Sorry mister, you cant stay, no
Sorry mister, you cant stay, oh, ho, ho, ho
Sorry mister, you cant stay
Sorry mister, you cant stay, no
Sorry mister, you cant stay, oh
Sorry mister, sorry mister
song performed by Dusty Springfield
Added by Lucian Velea
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