donderdag 12 september 2019

Nazareth, Drachten

I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling ‘bout half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?
He just grinned and shook my hand, “No” was all he said.

Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me

© Robbie Robertson/The Band, 1967

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