Matchbox
Writen by: Carl Perkins
Well I´m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I´m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain´t got no matches, but I got a long way to go
I´m an ol´ poor boy and a long way from home
I´m an ol´ poor boy and a long way from home
Guess I´ll never be happy, everything I do is wrong, yeah
Well let me be your little dog, ´till your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog, ´till your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here, tell him what this little puppy done
Yeah I´m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I´m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I got no matches, got a long way to go
Let ´er go boy, go-go
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