Realización 4 EXTRAÑOS EN D.C. Y SOUTHERN ROOTS

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LYRIC
A man carries a burden that he needs to relief
put out his gun and a gold rain falls
beneath the bridge ten suspicius shades linger
lost in smoke they woke up wet and warm.

RUN, run, Ginger Joe run.

Seaching for shelter Joe enters to a bar
ask for a cold beer then...
he remembers he´s without cash
He says "Hey man I don´t have money but I can jam"
"Either way you have to pay" the barkeep said.

CHORUS
Pulls out his Harmonica
a silver glaze lights the place
Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe
took a bite of ginger
charge him up he´s all over that place
Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe!!
down the stage with the crowd at his feet.

The barkeep shouts "all the drinks on me"
Drinking between women Joe stares at the door
now the gangsters are ready to roll!! JOE JOE JOE JOE
What Joe doesn´t know is notes an army builted
now the gangsters are bang up, bruised and pissed
full pockets and a little bit drunk
Ginger Joe party with women from that day on!!!


CHORUS
Notes on fire! blow Ginger Joe
Chicks on fire, blow Ginger Joe
Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe
Blow Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe, Ginger Joe

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