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A little rest for a spellA little water from your wellA little shade from the shade of your doorThat is all that I needAnd I believe those might beThe truest words that I've ever said beforeHey make me down a pallet on your floorHey make me down a pallet on your floorJust let me roll out my bed at the foot of your bedAnd although I am hoping for moreThat is all that I needAnd I believe those might beThe truest words that I've ever said beforeHey make me down a pallet on your floorHey make me down a pallet on your floorSomebody came and picked you up in a champagne limousineAnd tried to buy your love with stuff that he found in a magazineRemember us running through the stubble fieldsThat was just before the foldRemember how loud that thunder was, how soft that bed of strawHow soft that bed of strawAnd I want you and that's allI know that the big city lightsSongtexteAre the kind that you likeAnd you dream of Detroit and New YorkBut just roll out my bed at the foot of your bedAnd you'll know just what I'm dreaming forThat you'll make me down a pallet on your floorThat you make me down a pallet on your floorHey make me downMake me downMake me downMake me downMake me down a pallet on your floorHey make me down a pallet on your floorMake me downMake me downMake me downMake me down a pallet on your floor Aus Songtexte Mania