4 acessos
I be on my way I just can't stay in this old town,
Because it gets me down, oh, how it gets me down.
I must be free.
My Mama use to say: I'd end my days down on my knees.
Yes, that's what she believes, cause I do as I pleased.
So, Jerusalem goodbye, you're the covet city from the sky.
But today I walk away again, Jerusalem.
Oh, Jerusalem goodbye, I will love you till the day I die.
But today I must be on my way, Jerusalem.
Oh ho, ho...
Pack upon my back the road to home trailing behind me.
I love this dusty road, oh, I love this dusty road.
It means I'm free.
I hate my mother cry to say goodbye, sorrows arouse her.
But that's just sorrow begun tomorrow.
So, Jerusalem goodbye, you're the covet city from the sky.
But today I walk away again, Jerusalem.
Oh, Jerusalem goodbye, I will love you till the day I die.
But today I must be on my way, Jerusalem.
Oh ho, ho...
So, Jerusalem goodbye, you're the covet city from the sky.
But today I walk away again, Jerusalem.
Oh, Jerusalem goodbye, I will love you till the day I die...