I belong If the good lord's willing and the creek don't rise And if my luck holds out, and I catch me a ride When the sun goes down tomorrow, I should
where I belong If the good lord's willing and the creek don't rise And if my luck holds out, and I catch me a ride When the sun goes down tomorrow, I
Vertaling: Parton, Dolly. Wanneer die son sak Môre.
home where I belong If the good lord's willing and the creek don't rise And if my luck holds out, and I catch me a ride When the sun goes down tomorrow