Rollin' And Tumblin' (with Jeff Beck)
Well, I rolled and I tumbled,
Cried the whole night long
Well, I rolled and I tumbled,
Cried the whole night long
When I woke up this morning,
Didn't know right or wrong
Well if the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
If the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
Well I would dive to the bottom
I swear, I'd never come up.
Well I could have had religion,
In this bad old Sunday
I could have had religion,
In this bad old Sunday
But whisky and bad love,
Wouldn't let me have my way
I rolled and I tumbled
And I rolled and I tumbled
I rolled and I tumbled
Rollin 'Y Tumblin' (con Jeff Beck)
Bueno, rodé y me tumbé
Lloró toda la noche
Bueno, rodé y me tumbé
Lloró toda la noche
Cuando desperté esta mañana
No sabía bien o mal
Bueno, si el río era un whisky
Y yo era un patito de buceo
Si el río era un whisky
Y yo era un patito de buceo
Bueno, me sumergiría hasta el fondo
Lo juro, nunca subiría
Bueno, podría haber tenido religión
En este mal viejo domingo
Podría haber tenido religión
En este mal viejo domingo
Pero el whisky y el mal amor
No me dejaria hacer lo que hago
Me rodé y me caí
Y rodé y me caí
Me rodé y me caí