Besedila: Rory Gallagher. Overnight Bag.

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Pack my things in overnight bag
A toothbrush, a guitar, got no tail to drag
I'm gonna leave on the next passing breeze
My heart is heavy, there's a sky full of rain
Mind full of notions that I just can't explain
Reasons why just can't be supplied

Trapped by a heartache and freed by my will
Sentenced to wander, so much time to kill
Hear my plea and rescue me
Packed my sorrows in an overnight bag
But I'll be gone much longer than that
Who knows when we'll meet again

Too many sleepless nights put my soul on edge
So many restless moods play heavy in my head

Too many sleepless nights put my soul on edge
And so many restless moods play heavy in my head

Wrote down my thoughts and I sealed them in hope
Sent them to you in a blue envelope
Not received it seems to me
I had some things that I wanted to say
But my chance, well it just blew away
On the breeze, like some mystery