are fightin' us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall Oh, my friend How did you come To trade the fiddle for the drum
are fightin' us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry And I fall, oh, my friend How did you come To trade the fiddle for the drum?
Vertaling: Mitchell, Joni. Die viool en die drom.
fightin' us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall Oh, my friend How did you come To trade the fiddle for the drum You