A bag full of stories, it's all I got But I'm not onhappy, oh no I am not Live out of a suitcase, but i it a lot A bag full of stories, it's all I got
A bag of stories, it's all I can give I travelled a sink, that's how I live we'll make it, maybe we won't But as long as I play, I don't if we don't
A bag full of stories, of my life in music, my way to survive You may take my money, oh yes it all But you can't get my spirit, my and soul
She me back the key to my front door girl said goodbye, never last one for sure I never bought her presents, I know that bad I on the road, report was all she could get
sidney to rome, my mind's all alone I'm waiting, I'm From L.A. to colone, my mind's all I'm waiting, I'm waiting to catch the bus
A bag full of stories, it's all I got But I'm not onhappy, oh no I am not out of a suitcase, but i like it a lot A bag of stories, it's all I have got
My social sucks, and I'm to blame I'm married to music, some say that's a It takes me to places, no tourist find And even if I don't have the time, I'll forever
From sidney to rome, my all alone I'm waitin', I'm From L.A. to colone, my mind's all I'm waitin', I'm
From sidney to rome, my all alone I'm waitin', I'm From L.A. to colone, my mind's all I'm waitin', I'm ... to catch the bus home To catch the bus