Once, a good comrade brought a me a book. That book was called “Live by Night”. And then, I wrote a song. With a friend..
The Wanderer.
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Am D G C
I have a drink, to start the night.
Only fellas walking by my side.
I`m on the street, going around.
I won`t stop, rest or settle down.
The vibe is good, we`re almost set.
We just need to buy some cigarrets.
What do I do, what do I see.
Living by Night.
Just living by night.
Just living by night.
They look at us when we arrive.
For some reason they want to start a fight.
Ain`t got no fear. It`s not a crime.
We kick their ass, cuz they don`t worth a dime.
We had some fun. A good time.
When they get back, crawling for their wifes.
Wormed up by the moonlight.
Was about time to get us on the line.
Living by Night.
Just living by night.
Living by night.
Just living by night.
The club is full, the girls are mine.
They ask me something.. I`m giving what they like.
Hey lovely waitress, fill out my cup.
What time do you leave? I wanna make some love.
Take off you`re clothes, and shout it out.
I`m gonna give you reasons to be laught
I had my girls. I had my time.
But now, my lover is the night.
Living by Night.
Just living by night.
Living by night.
Just living by night.
I close my eyes, she goes around.
I feel free to smoke and make my sound.
I`m getting high. I`m hanging out.
Only me, my friends and lullaby.
On the way home, we bought some wine.
Marijuana, and stop to grab a bite.
I won`t record all the night.
But I`m sure, I will wake up with a smile.
What do I do, what do I see.
Living by Night.
I can`t deny, is a part of me.
Just living by night.
