It’s the place we love to go With friends that we know To escape a long day The place to get away We talk about life or death But with chuckles under breath No attention to things fear When in company of friends and beer So now if you’d follow my soul
Watering Hole
Watering Hole
Watering Hole
It’s the place we love to go With friends that we know To escape a long day The place to get away We talk about life or death But with chuckles under breath No attention to things fear When in company of friends and beer So now if you’d follow my soul