Besedila: Dogs. Tall Stories From Under The Table. Let It Lay.

Had a thought there was a man with no opinion
Likened him to a king with no dominion
And nobody to lord it over
He just weren't finished being a wild rover
I opine that i just dont waster time
And i find that with hindsight all of us would wither to the fray
You'd better roam away

And if your roaming away dont waste it
If your roaming away dont waste it

You've been waiting like only long lost rovers can
You've been dreaming
On bring on blissful ignorance
and give me some control
Give me one last chance to make a go of it
Remember when you say
Oh let it lay
It's a funny old game but you still love it
Only you somehow went and lost it accross the way
So i'm here to let you know
It smells like rain

And if your roaming away dont waste it
If your roaming away dont waste it

And if it's gonna rain
Then let it rain
If your gonna fight
Then have a fight
It's alright

It's ok, you've just gone the wrong way
It's alright, it's alright

(Thanks to FM for these lyrics)