Well, Jolene was a good girl
But she couldn't get back
To the place where she came from
'Cause she'd lost her track
Well life don't come with GPS
That she already knew
Sometimes you just have to relax
And let the wind blow through
Well sometimes you're a liar, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
I saw Jolene at the liquor store
She had a pretty face
Thought of talking to her a little more
But she'd lost her place
The she ran out into the street
And waiting for the bus
She looked around still on her feet
And she told me these words:
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Yeah, let the river roll
Yellow Boulevard - Jolene Lyrics
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Well, Jolene was a good girl
But she couldn't get back
To the place where she came from
'Cause she'd lost her track
Well life don't come with GPS
That she already knew
Sometimes you just have to relax
And let the wind blow through
Well sometimes you're a liar, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
I saw Jolene at the liquor store
She had a pretty face
Thought of talking to her a little more
But she'd lost her place
The she ran out into the street
And waiting for the bus
She looked around still on her feet
And she told me these words:
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Yeah, let the river roll
But she couldn't get back
To the place where she came from
'Cause she'd lost her track
Well life don't come with GPS
That she already knew
Sometimes you just have to relax
And let the wind blow through
Well sometimes you're a liar, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
I saw Jolene at the liquor store
She had a pretty face
Thought of talking to her a little more
But she'd lost her place
The she ran out into the street
And waiting for the bus
She looked around still on her feet
And she told me these words:
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Well sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you're a priest
You get to love, you get to resist
Sometimes you just wanna go
And let the river roll
Yeah, let the river roll
Writer: Pedro Nascente
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore