Nazareth - Boogie Lyrics
Walkin? down on main streetWell, its not the same street like beforeThose drinks that Ive been drinkin? were stirred not shaken, ooh its soreMy legs have gone all weakIts so hard for me to speak anymoreI must get home to bedAnd rest my aching head, thats for sureDrivin? in the countryThe grass is green as it was beforeRolled up on that riverJust aint as clean thats for sureYou know my legs have gone all weakIts so hard for me to speak anymoreI must get home to bedAnd rest my aching head, thats for sureGoin? down to main street to buy some wineMake some love with that woman of mineDrink some wineLove some timeAh- walkin? down on main streetWell its not the same street like beforeThose drinks that Ive been drinkin? were stirred not shaken, ooh its soreYou know my legs have gone all weakIts so hard for me to speak anymoreWell I must get home to bedRest my aching head and thats for sure
