Porque a mí no me da pena se como yo, como sea,
Tengo mis espina en la rosa por donde quiera.
Porque a mí no me da pena se como yo, como sea,
Tengo mis espina en la rosa por donde quiera.
Porque a mí no me da pena se como yo, como sea,
Tengo mis espina en la rosa por donde quiera.
Porque a mí no me da pena se como yo, como sea,
Tengo mis espina en la rosa por donde quiera.
Porque a mí no me da pena se como yo, como sea,
Tengo mis espina en la rosa por donde quiera.

Going To The Countryside


We’re going to the countryside
Everything is all right
Leaving everything behind
And is going to be just fine


Yeah we’re a while bunch
Got the cooler filled up before we had lunch
Parked side-by-side with the crew
Blowing on a dutch
Summertime Riverside party way too much
Dead end meet up
Ain’t nobody out here but us
Getting loud getting lit like a party bus
Ain’t nothing like being out by the countryside
Fun in the sun on a four wheeler ride
Swimming all day in the river in the back
Driving fast on a dirt track
Working on my pa’s old Cadillac
Where we keep it in a rusted old shack
Ain’t nothing like living out where we reside
Doing what we want we ain’t even gotta hide
Run to town quick pick up let’s take a ride
Hit me later and I’ll meet you by the countryside


Going to the countryside
Everything is all right
Leaving everything behind
And is going to be just fine


Going to the countryside
Everything is all right
Leaving everything behind
And is going to be just fine

For shadow What’s to come How many years Have we been on the run And all our fears And wildest dreams
If we don’t try
They won’t mean a thing
Colorado cabin waiting
Fifteen years and his heart still breaking And yet he sings
Despite the pain
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
Bet the farm
And my diamond ring
On a song and six steel strings The futur we hold
Is ours to keep
And it can’t be sold
Pastoral as the mountains Cristal clear Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Pastoral as the mountains
Cristal clear
Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old

Look at her
She’s clumsy and poor
No one will ever be sure
What is it she does with her life
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Find a friend you need someone
Posters hanging on the walls
She talks to them
When she’s alone
Hey John Martyn
I wrote you a song
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Sorry we had never seen
The light of day
On what you bring
The world is better with you in it
Don’t go just now
We’d love you to sing
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on

Coming Home,
Coming Home,
Coming Home,
Coming Home.