3 acessos
on the old dirt roadwithout a caregotta sixpence in my pocketoh I'm a millionairreoh and I would do anything to go back there
on the old dirt roadoh my brother and mewe make a mess all weekendtill sunday eveoh and I am travelling through the pastoh and I can see myself face to face in the looking glass
playing in the dustI haven't got a careand nobody makes a fuss'cos there's no one there
on the old dirt roadI got no namebuild a castle wallknock it down againoh and I am a child againoh and I don't need to pretend
oh I hear you crygo back to sleepbut I can't make it stop'cos it's not a dreamplaying in the dustI haven't got a careand nobody makes a fuss'cos there's no one there
on the old dirt roadI'm a millionairregotta sixpence in my pockethaven't got a careon the old dirt roadI ain't got no nameI build a castle wallknock it down againoh and I would do anything to go back there againoh and I -- I'm a child again