Tekstovi: John Hiatt. Missing Pieces.
i spent all day staring al a leaf
i know my time here is brief
i'd like to get some details down
before i move on to another town
i met a man, he lost both arms
got 'em caught up in her charms
she look the kids and the color tV
he said, "I wish she'd taken the rest of me"
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
he drove to dixie to hush his mouth
she started talkin', like to wore him out
but they found love 'neath the southern stars
and some bruises and some scars
he sees her on that back porch swing
and i believe he would do anything
stand all night in the pourin' rain
to wash her memory from his brain
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
a false move here, a stumble there
a box of letters and a lock of hair
that's all that's left when i turn out the light
i count the missing pieces every night
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
i know my time here is brief
i'd like to get some details down
before i move on to another town
i met a man, he lost both arms
got 'em caught up in her charms
she look the kids and the color tV
he said, "I wish she'd taken the rest of me"
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
he drove to dixie to hush his mouth
she started talkin', like to wore him out
but they found love 'neath the southern stars
and some bruises and some scars
he sees her on that back porch swing
and i believe he would do anything
stand all night in the pourin' rain
to wash her memory from his brain
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
a false move here, a stumble there
a box of letters and a lock of hair
that's all that's left when i turn out the light
i count the missing pieces every night
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere
John Hiatt
John Hiatt
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