Letra de Little lovin

Appalachian farmer,
a noted charmer
Forgot the field.

Mississippi moonshine,
driving him wild,
forgot to yield.

I wait hey day
daydream of someday
be better off.

My Georgia pine in decline
into its death
in a Florida swamp.

I gotta lot of lovin´
I gotta lot of lovin´
I gotta lot of love in my heart.

I´m gonna get to heaven,
I´m gonna get to heaven,
I´m gonna get to heaven alright.

A fire lit in ´Lina
Making me cry,
in a cornfield

Across the nation patient
Ya pass the waitin´
with a warm meal.

Tennesaw what you see
Arkan I can´t die being calm
Hollywoods so darlin´
gonna move to Nawlin
better sing a song.

I gotta lot of lovin´
I gotta lot lovin´
I gotta lot of love in my heart.

I´m gonna get to heaven
I´m gonna count seven
I´m gonna get to heaven alright.

Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´ my life?

Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´ my life?

Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´
Why you runnin´ my life?