Thistles
Roy Forbes
GENRE Crossed on a red light
Must have been blind
I've been driftin' a long long time
Fightin' my way through the clingin' vines
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
I'm tryin'
Had a good crib hand
Couldn't count the cards
Thought I was cool
But my head got jarred
Too many strangers in my backyard
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
Ooh...
Had a good taste of that old sunshine
I felt too high and I stepped out of line
Thought I got lucky and I just quit tryin'
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
Ooh...
Crossed on a red light
Must have been blind
I've been siftin and driftin' a long long time
Fightin' my way through the clingin' vines
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
Must have been blind
I've been driftin' a long long time
Fightin' my way through the clingin' vines
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
I'm tryin'
Had a good crib hand
Couldn't count the cards
Thought I was cool
But my head got jarred
Too many strangers in my backyard
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
Ooh...
Had a good taste of that old sunshine
I felt too high and I stepped out of line
Thought I got lucky and I just quit tryin'
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
Ooh...
Crossed on a red light
Must have been blind
I've been siftin and driftin' a long long time
Fightin' my way through the clingin' vines
Thistles in my clothes
Shake 'em off
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