Let It Ride - The Blue Stones

Took a minute to roam, golden towers in view

No, I don’t feel at home, this is something new

Think I’ll stay for a while, don’t need me back so soon

'Cause I know you’re holding it down, I’ve always counted on you

And I don’t care 'bout the money, I know who I am

All my pockets are sunny, my foes are my friends

So let it ride till the morning, ride till the morning comes

Let it ride till the morning, ride till that morning comes

I think I lose track of time when I post up at the bar

But you don’t need to remind me what my vices are

I know it gets a little thick when I hop on the phone

And I can always hear a timbre saying, «Come back home»

But if you love me like you say you gotta let me roam till I’m ready

Till I’m ready

And I don’t care bout the money, I know who I am

All my pockets are sunny, my foes are my friends

So let it ride till the morning, ride till the morning comes

Let it ride till the morning, ride till that morning comes

I-I let it

I-I let it ride, ooh-ooh-ooh

I-I let it ride, ooh-ooh-ooh

I let it

(Woah) If you love me like you say you gotta let me roam

(Woah) If you love me like you say you gotta let me roam

(Woah)

Let me go

So let it ride till the morning, ride till the morning comes

Let it ride till the morning, ride till that morning comes