Most Days
posted on:2021 years
play:0 times
duration:04:24
play
pause
collect
Add
Share

Most Days - Mojave 3

Written by:Neil Halstead

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered her wings but she would not come in

I threw my weight at the door

But she held her ground and she would not give in

Some days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to the post

What's so bad in being bad

Bad is bad and boy that's a fact

She said she was born a traveler

I said I knew as she ran out the door

Our love is like old money

Somewhere out there somewhere out in the past

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered and danced but she would not come in

Though I don't think of her daily

I praise the lord that I never made it

Most days I'm better than most

Some days I'm tied to the post

What's so bad in being bad

Well bad is bad and boy that's a fact

Some days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to the post

She said she was born a traveler

And I said I knew as she ran out the door

I said I won't you let you go girlâ

She said boy you know you're just clutching at straws

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered her wings but she would not come in

I threw my weight at the door

But she held her ground and she would not come in

Most days I'm better than most

Some days I'm tied to the post

Yeah most days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to th

Most Days - Mojave 3

Written by:Neil Halstead

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered her wings but she would not come in

I threw my weight at the door

But she held her ground and she would not give in

Some days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to the post

What's so bad in being bad

Bad is bad and boy that's a fact

She said she was born a traveler

I said I knew as she ran out the door

Our love is like old money

Somewhere out there somewhere out in the past

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered and danced but she would not come in

Though I don't think of her daily

I praise the lord that I never made it

Most days I'm better than most

Some days I'm tied to the post

What's so bad in being bad

Well bad is bad and boy that's a fact

Some days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to the post

She said she was born a traveler

And I said I knew as she ran out the door

I said I won't you let you go girlâ

She said boy you know you're just clutching at straws

She was a hummingbird's song

She fluttered her wings but she would not come in

I threw my weight at the door

But she held her ground and she would not come in

Most days I'm better than most

Some days I'm tied to the post

Yeah most days I'm better than most

Most days I'm tied to th

View full lyrics
related suggestion
play all
04:56
collect
0 plays ·
04:38
collect
03:07
collect
05:27
collect
0 plays ·
03:34
collect
0 plays ·
03:44
collect
0 plays ·
05:48
collect
05:37
collect
05:02
collect
06:39
collect
03:16
collect
04:01
collect
05:06
collect
05:58
collect
03:33
collect
03:39
collect
05:34
collect
04:08
collect
03:42
collect
0 plays ·
04:21
collect
0 plays ·
05:38
collect
02:17
collect
02:13
collect
03:07
collect
03:52
collect
06:02
collect
04:24
collect
0 plays ·
03:28
collect
0 plays ·
delete playlist
删除歌圈
next play
add to new playlist
WeChat
QQ friends
QQ space
Facebook
Twitter
Add seed music to the home screen
中文简体 中文繁体 English 한국어
关闭