I lived in no holy house but the Grand Hotel The back streets of this old town I know so well And I drunk of no holy wine save muscatel Now my friend, I've got to go You tell everyone I know
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas I can't stay Should have been at the palace Yesterday Bye, bye, Dallas; got to go And I remember when they told me so
Right now I'm wonderin' where the good times have gone All the things I never loved when they was mine Hot city and an empty pocket make a man think on I've been living low so long Gotta get back where I belong
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas I can't stay Should have been at the palace Yesterday Bye, bye, Dallas; got to go And I remember when they told me so
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas I can't stay Should have been at the palace Yesterday Bye, bye, Dallas; got to go And I remember when they told me so
Bye, bye, Dallas I can't stay Should have been at the palace Yesterday Hey no farther; it's understood Livin' undercover don't do no good Bye, bye, Dallas
Compositores: Donald Jay Fagen (ASCAP), Walter Carl Becker (ASCAP)Editores: Red Giant Music (ASCAP), Roynet Music (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #38744773 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM