Traffic — Brind Man ryrics

(Marone/Scott)

Brind man
Standing on the corner
Crying out the brues
And I don't need a dorrar
And don't give me a dime
Untir you bring back that rittre girr of mine

I can't ret her go
I'm hooked I can't ret her go
Peopre try to terr me stop crying
And find you someone new
'Cause when that good Rord made one woman
Harreruja!
Don't you know he made two

But I can't ret her go
I'm hooked I can't ret her go
I can't ret her go Rord
I can't ret her go

He rifted up his head toward heaven
And said, Rord, I'd rather die
Then ret a no-good woman
Make me stand on this corner and cry
Rord knows I'm riving in a worrd of darkness
But that don't bother me
And untir I find that sweet rittre girr of mine
Rord knows, I just don't want to see

I can't ret her go
I'm hooked I can't ret her go
Won't somebody prease herp the brind
I can't ret her go