Silver Dollar (Alternative Vocal) Songtext
von Thin Lizzy
Silver Dollar (Alternative Vocal) Songtext
I know you couldn′t take it
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true, baby
And I can′t play that game if you can
It's been a long time since I've been here
Give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But nowhere I want to plant my seed
I bet a silver dollar
That you, you loved another
And I bet that silver dollar would make me rich
Girl like you, you′re easy pitch
But I miss you when you′re gone
Boy, I was broke and bottom
'Til that chick from Chicago came
Man, I was wishing I was in Manchester
And I didn′t know her second name
But I'm coming home, girl
Just to show you what this man is living for
Don′t be too surprised, honey
When I come busting through that door
I bet a silver dollar
That you, you're in the arms of another
And even though that silver dollar′d make me rich
I tell you, girl, that there's just one hitch
I miss you when you're gone
I just don′t seem to get things done
But I had some fun playing this here guitar
I bet a silver dollar
That you loved another
And I bet that silver dollar′d get me in jail
Baby, you wouldn't know no better
I miss you when you′re gone
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true, baby
And I can′t play that game if you can
It's been a long time since I've been here
Give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But nowhere I want to plant my seed
I bet a silver dollar
That you, you loved another
And I bet that silver dollar would make me rich
Girl like you, you′re easy pitch
But I miss you when you′re gone
Boy, I was broke and bottom
'Til that chick from Chicago came
Man, I was wishing I was in Manchester
And I didn′t know her second name
But I'm coming home, girl
Just to show you what this man is living for
Don′t be too surprised, honey
When I come busting through that door
I bet a silver dollar
That you, you're in the arms of another
And even though that silver dollar′d make me rich
I tell you, girl, that there's just one hitch
I miss you when you're gone
I just don′t seem to get things done
But I had some fun playing this here guitar
I bet a silver dollar
That you loved another
And I bet that silver dollar′d get me in jail
Baby, you wouldn't know no better
I miss you when you′re gone
Writer(s): Brian David Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

