I don't even feel it but Lord how I need it. When I'm not with her I'm not all myself. Sometimes have my breakfast right off of a mirror. And sometimes I have it right out of a bottle Come on, come
I don't even feel it but Lord how I need it. When I'm not with her I'm not all myself. Sometimes have my breakfast right off of a mirror. And sometimes I have it right out of a bottle Come on, come
I love to go awandering. Along the mountain track. And when I go, I love to sing. My knapsack on my back Valderee, valderah. Valderee, valderah. Valderee, valderah. My knapsack on my back I love