Tekstovi: Rory Gallagher. Calling Card. Barley & Grape Rag.

I don't care if I get arrested
'Cause tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain
I don't care just whose interested
'Cause I'm comin' into town just the same

I've been feelin' alone, I've been feeling blue
I think I need a little beer or two
Be my friend, tell me where that place is
Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn?

My baby's done me wrong you must have guessed it
My heart's slow I think it must be told
I don't wanna know where east an' west is
'Cause pretty soon I won't feel the cold

When I'm walking down mainstreet feeling no pain
Along comes a cop he can take my name
And explain to me what a federal case is
I'm mixing the barley with the grape again

Bright city lights, make me feel alright
I'm right or wrong but tomorrow never comes
I don't care if I get investigated
And the city fathers they all black my name
I'm pretty sure that you can smell the traces
For tomorrow mornin', I'll take all the blame

I've been feeling low and feeling blue
I think I need a little whiskey or two
Good God, brother, you look like you could do with it too
That's true, tonight I'll sleep on a walking-cane

Bright city lights, make me feel alright
I'm right or wrong tomorrow never comes
I don't care if I get arrested
'Cause tonight they'll need more than a ball an' chain
I don't care just whose interested
'Cause I'm coming into town just the same

I don't care just whose interested
'Cause tomorrow morning, I'll take all the blame
I've been alone, I've been feeling blue
I think I need a little whiskey or two
Be my friend, tell me where that place is
Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn?