Start my own way,
When I take my old bag.
The road as always –
Is not a problem for a strong heart.
Borders have no sense –
Important thing is my own way.
My road is my own way,
But there’re people who will go with me.
Whiskey and Lucky Strike –
That’s I have in my old bag.
Someday I will stay,
And at the end I’ll stop my way.
And this will be the best,
The finest place in the world.
‘Couse Whiskey and Lucky Strike –
That’s I have in my old bag.
‘Couse Whiskey and Lucky Strike –
That’s I have in my old bag.
old bag
old bag