Текст Joe Bonamassa – Stones In My Passway

I got stones in my passway,
And my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway,
And my road seem dark as night

I have a bird to whistle,
And I have a bird to sing
I have a bird to whistle,
And I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I’m lovin’, boy,
But she don’t mean a thing

My enemies have betrayed me,
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
My enemies have betrayed me,
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
And there’s one thing certainly,
They have stones all in my pass

Now you tryin’ to take my life,
And all my lovin’ too
You laid a passway for me,
Now what are you trying to do?
I’m cryin’ please,
Please let us be friends

And when you hear me howlin’ in my passway, rider,
Please open your door and let me in
I got three lane’s to truck home,
Boys, please don’t block my road
I got three lane’s to truck home,
Boys, please don’t block my road