Rocky Joe is on my mind,
walking down by the way,
where he doesn't know.
He's a tough man,
he's a cowboy falling down without
his sun, but,
I I don't see the end of this road...
Rocky Joe keeps on flying,
walking down to the Hell
where it's so hot.
He's a seaman,
he's a bad boy,
falling down without his love, but,
I don't see the end of this World...
I've not to think, too much
to be cried, nadazero, so, there I'm running.
Oh, my sadness is going away with my
fucking whisky glass and I here alone... I
gotta sing a song... Sing a song... HuuuH !!!
Rocky Joe is like a viper
crawling down through the nite,
here stands the tide.
It's a strong drink,
its a poison
rushing down through my veins, but,
I don't show this lie to my self.
Rocky Joe got big vices,
walking down to the heart
that loves so much,
it's a blow, man,
it's a love thing smashing all your
dreams in the head, but,
I'm an iron man and I don't care about it !!!
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