The Black Keys - Go |
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The Black Keys In the summertime, when it's hot outside The streets are bare, there's no one there And the valley's wide There comes a time, the two hearts of gold Live together, run forever on the open road They gotta go, go They gotta go, go In the wintertime, when the day is long You're halfway there, the field is bare and the fire's gone Are you all alone, are you feeling cold Find your flame, call her name and hit the road You gotta go, go You gotta go, go |
