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Down In The Groove session, Sunset Sound Studios, Hollywood CA - 16.jun.1987
Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is a-comin' on fast
Ain't complainin' 'bout what i got
Seen better times but who has not ?
Silvio, silver and gold won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, i got to go find out something only dead men know.
Honest as the next day rollin' that stone
When i come a-knockin' don't throw me no bone
I'm an old bold weevil lookin' for a home
If you don't like it you can leave me alone.
I can snap my fingers an' require the rain
From a clear blue sky an' turn it off again
I can stroke your body an' relieve your pain
Charm the whistle off an evenin' train.
Silvio, silver and gold won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, i got to go find out something only dead men know.
I give what i got until i got no more
I take what i get 'til i even the score
You know i love you an' further more
When it's time to go you got to open the door.
I can tell you fancy, i can tell you plain
You give somethin' up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket an' don't complain.
Silvio, silver and gold won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, i got to go find out something only dead men know.
One of these days an' it won't be long
Goin' down in the valley an' sing my song
I will sing it loud an' sing it strong
Let the echo decide if i was right or wrong.
Silvio, silver and gold won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, i got to go find out something only dead men know.
Silvio, silver and gold won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio, i got to go find out something only dead men know.
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