Denver Or Wherever Songtext

von Gene Clark

Born in the back of a shack down
In Tuscaloosa, Southern Alabama
They tried to make him bad
He looked up and said 'I'm no loser'
'cause for nickels and dimes
He could play his guitar he could rhyme
He could do it every time, in Denver, or wherever

He left his happy home,
His mamma she sat lowing, she was crying
You know he went out on the road,
That's the only life that he knew worked fine
'cause for nickels and dimes
He could play his guitar he could rhyme
He could do it every time, in Denver, or wherever

You know he would've took a wife
If he had any kind of life
He could give to her
'cause for nickels and dimes
He could play his guitar, he could rhyme
He could do it every time,
Either in Denver, or forever