Feel Alright — текст песни (Steve Earle)

I was born my papas son

A wanderin eye and a smokin gun

Now some of you would live through me

Lock me up and throw away the key

Or just find a place to hide away

Hope that Ill just go away



I feel alright c I feel alright tonight



Ill bring you precious contraband

And ancient tales from distant lands

Of conquerors and concubines and

Conjurers from darker times

Betrayal and conspiracy

Sacrilege and heresy



I got every thing you wont or need

Your darkest fear, your fondest dream

I ask you questions, tell you lies

Criticize and sympathize

Be careful what you wish for friend

Because Ive been to hell and now Im back again