Mama got to worrying 'Cause her boy left home home in a hurry again Her photograph was fading She keeps a box in a closet for the maid That is where I left the note on the floor in my room I always been stubborn and late to bloom I had to lay down my love My burdens are my own It's a coming of age, when you feel it you know When you feel it you know, yes When you feel it you know And I know, I know I was longing on a short summer night When I had the urge to leave I went out to find my muse Beneath in my pocket and I'm craving for some Hey Jim Blues, what you said I was following my fall leaves When I saw her aboard the River Queen I was courting my Creole lady All the way to New Orleans But I was soon, my woman is true So I climbed the roof and gave that woman my crew I had to her all I know My business is my own It's a coming of age, when you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know And I know, I know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it Well, mama got to worrying She says now boy I stay up late wondering where you been Oh, soon you're gonna have to give in No, you can't live forever the way that you been, oh Mama, I'm not trying to do no wrong I had to learn this is the way I get along It's the life that I chose My reasons are my own It's a coming of age, when you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it When you feel it you know When you feel it I know, I know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know, yes When you feel it you know © EMIGRANT MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com