Letra de Silver Dollar Forger (Parts I & II) - Nazareth

Swingin' my sweet chariot low
Gotta make it home to Georgia
Excise lawman on my trail
I'm a silver dollar forger
I see a roadblock on my right
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.

Twenty miles from that Georgia state
I can hear the sirens wailing
If only I can cross that line
And leave the police trailing
I see a red light at my rear
Now I'm sweatin' cold steel fear
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Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.

I'm tired of all this running
Hiding from the light
I want to walk out in the sun.

I'll soon be home, I can see the clay
I'll soon be in Atlanta
If only I can hold that line
I can live just how I wanna
I see the state line in my lights
Engine take me through the night
Gotta make it home to the arms of my sweet baby.