Hold your horses Bob - Blues for a hip king

I could be made believing that
I have got something to believe in but

How I'm deceived by everyone.
Does it bother me? Yes, it bothers me

Like being seated 'round the Vinci table
With nothing more to say

To them friends that seek my disappearance
Yet wishing I could stay

To take care of all of those who bothers
To care for my believes gone astray

Like the peace of mind of mine
There's none for me
None for me around

'Cause you're a no good chum
You're no good

Have you forsaken me or why do you pass me by?
Do I hang too high?

Written by:
Pete Smith

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