A song about life on the road and the joys of home - country rock with a Trip Poppies twist!
words and music by Cary Kembla
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CRYING IN YOUR ARMS
Oh when I'm rolling down the highway
Strapped in this rig of steel and chrome
Hauling a heavy load
For the suits in the city
I got them white line chills
And matchsticks holding up my eyelids
When all I wanna do
Is turn around and drive home to you
Cos Lady, I feel right
When you're whispering to me
And telling me everything
And it feels good
When I'm Crying in Your Arms
Yeah I turn on the radio
Just to hear the news
Well even Chuck Norris has got the blues!
Oh Baby, I'm nearly home
So I'm hoping lord that you're ready
Cos all I wanna do
Is make sweet sweet love to you
Cos Lady, I feel right
When you're whispering to me
And telling me everything
And it feels good
When I'm Crying in Your Arms
Yeah it feels good
Yeah it feels good when I'm Crying in Your Arms
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