Gene Vincent - High On Life Lyrics
Green hickorywood will make your fireplace hotYou try to explain to a berkeley copHe choked with with my peats and shot me down for potI said, man i'm clean, i'm just about to blow my topThey finally took me in for possession of...Love and my pocket knifeBut i swear to god i was only high on lifeHigh on livin', high on lovin'High on livin', high on lovin,' and lovin' and forgivin'I have no suit lapel in which to hold my flowerI said lord, that's okay manIt's just the lateness of the hourWell i be clean when heaven lets if showerThey finally took me in for possession of...Love and my pocket knifeBut i swear to god i was only high on lifeHigh on livin', high on lovin'High on livin', high on lovin,' and lovin' and forgivin'High on livin', high on lovin'High on livin', high on lovin,' and lovin' and forgivin'High on livin', high on lovin'High on livin', high on lovin,' and lovin' and forgivin'