MICK GREENWOOD

Lyrics

Shot down, dragged down,
I felt like a dog,
when I got up to walk hey mama
I was rolled like a log.
Lord in heaven, if you be,
try to find a way for a loving man
out of your human disease

Oh no,
I think I’m going berserk,
oh no,
Lord yes I’m gone
all the way

Well I’ve been shot up, had up,
holes in my head,
when I opened my eyes hey mama
I could not get out of my bed.
Lord in heaven, if you be,
try to find a way for a loving man
out of your human disease

Oh no,
I think I’m going berserk, yes I am,
I said oh no,
Lord yes I’m gone, solid gone

I don’t have my boots on,
I’m sorry for my song,
oh yes I’m gone

© Mick Greenwood (ASCAP)