Friday, 28 October 2011



Everyday in the week I'm in a different city
If I stay too long people try to pull me down
they talk about me like a dog
talking about the clothes I wear
but they don't realise they're the ones who's square

Yeah! and that's why
you can't hold me down
I don't want to be tied down I gotta move

I said,

Stone free do what I please
Stone free to ride the breeze
Stone free baby I can,t stay
I got to, got to get away....

Jimi Hendrix, 1st song he wrote,
Band of gypsies

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