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Simon Still Crazy Efter Alle Disse År

ll do some damage, one fine day But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers Still crazy after all these years, whoa, still crazy, still crazy Still crazy

'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy Still crazy Still crazy

Oversættelse: Simon og Garfunkel. Stadig Crazy efter alle disse år.

'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy Still crazy Still crazy

night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy after all these years Still crazy

expect it, and you're unprepared Somebody will come and lift you higher And your burdens will be shared Yes I do believe, if I hadn't met you I might still

In my little town I grew up believing God keeps His eye on us all And He used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall My little

Some folks' lives roll easy as a breeze Drifting through a summer night Heading for a sunny day But most folks' lives, oh they stumble Lord they fall

There were two men down And the score was tied In the bottom of the eighth When the pitcher died And they laid his spikes On the pitcher's mound And