David Crosby - Bertha Lyrics
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Bertha
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What Are The Lyrics For Bertha By David Crosby?
I had a hard run, runnin' from your window
I was all night running, running, Lord, I wonder if you care I had a run in, run around and run down Run around the corner, corner, Lord, run smack in to a tree I had to move, really had to move That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', I turned around to see Heard a voice al callin', Lord, you was comin' after me I had to move, really had to move That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into a bar door It's all night pourin', pourin', pourin', Lord, but not a drop on me Test me, test me, test me, test me, test me Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in to the jail house Lord, until the sun goes down, 'til it goes down I had to move, really had to move That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees Bertha, don't you come around here anymore I had to move, really had to move That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees, Bertha, don't you come around here anymore |
Who Wrote Bertha By David Crosby?
Jerome J. Garcia, Robert C. Hunter
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What's The Duration Of The Bertha By David Crosby?The duration of Bertha is 4:13 minutes and seconds. |
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