LONG WHITE CADILLAC
By Dwight Yokam
The night wolves moan
The winter hills were black, I'm all alone
Sitting in the back, of a long white cadillac
Train whistle cries
Lost on it's own tracks, I close my eyes
(Sitting in the back, of a long white) cadillac
Sometimes I blame it on the woman
The one who made my poor heart bleed
Sometimes I blame it on money
Sometimes I blame it all on me
Headlights shine
The highway fades to black, it's my last ride
(Sitting in the back, of a long white) cadillac
Ooooh, do it
(lead)
Sometimes I blame it on the woman
The one who made my poor heart bleed
Sometimes I blame it on money
Sometimes I blame it all on me
Train whistle cries
Lost on it's own tracks, I close my eyes
(Ain't never comming back, in a long white) cadillac
(In a long white cadillac)
(In a long white cadillac)
(In a long white cadillac)
(In a long white) cadillac |