J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
J.J. Cale
Long about sundown
I think about you, babe
Long about sundown
I think about you, babe
Well I work in the factory and I work real hard
I do what they say and I do my job
But long about sundown
I think about you, babe
Can't wait to come over
And rub your back
Can’t wait to come over
And rub your back
The stupid things I do in the daytime don't matter
Lotta talk, lotta chatter
But long about sundown
I think about you, babe
Well I wake up in the morning
Coffee just hits me right
Yes I wake up in the morning
Coffee just hits me right
Well I jump on the 710, I'm flying down the road
My world’s going here, going there, I don't know
But long about sundown
I think about you, babe
Yeah long about sundown
I think about you, babe