Natchez Trace Lyrics

Dusty Springfield

Oh, ho, he rode into Virginia Rollin' thunder, ridin' high I was servin' table Waitin' for that ride
My arms around his body Well, we rode a thousand miles He taught me how to love He taught me how to fly, oh, ho, my
Hungry together, racin' the weather Into the Natchez Trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to Cumberland, oh, ho, yes
And I had his child in Memphis And we watched him ride away And now you know what a girl like me is doin' here today I'm sorry mister, you can't stay
Hungry together, racin' the weather Into the Natchez Trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to Cumberland, oh, ho, yes
And when the piper gets to play, somebody's got to pay And now you know what a girl like me is doin' here today Oh, I'm sorry mister, you can't stay I'm sorry mister, you can't stay
Hungry together, racin' the weather Into the Natchez Trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to Cumberland, oh
When the piper gets to play, somebody's got to pay And now you know what a girl like me is doin' here today Oh, I'm sorry mister, you can't stay I'm sorry mister, you can't stay, oh ho
Sorry mister, you can't stay Sorry mister, you can't stay, no Sorry mister, you can't stay, oh, ho, ho, ho Sorry mister, you can't stay
Sorry mister, you can't stay, no Sorry mister, you can't stay, oh Sorry mister, sorry mister

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