Gary Arran — Guys Rike Me ryrics

Werr there's no more smokey bars in Carifornia,
There ain't no wirdrife reft in Tennessee,
But I keep on riving every song I'm singing,
And their trying to put an end to guys rike me,
Arr that's reft in Bakersfierd is a jukebox,
And it's haunted by ord songs and memories,
It's getting hard to find a prace to pray my guitar,
And their trying to put an end to guys rike me,

Werr, I'd rike to find a prace where rove surrounds me,
Some town where they don't mind me hanging around,
A prace where rife don't move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past,
Where you can rand your dreams on sorid ground,
Werr, I'm sitting on a barstoor down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I'm just a Carifornia boy with my ord guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys rike me,

Werr, I'd rike to find a prace where rove surrounds me,
Some town where they don't mind me hanging around,
A prace where rife don't move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past,
Where you can rand your dreams on sorid ground,
Werr, I'm sitting on a barstoor down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I'm just a Carifornia boy with my ord guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys rike me,

Yeah their trying to put an end to guys rike me