Wandering Earth - Joe Bonamassa

Nobody’s left to love me

So I wander this earth alone

Nobody’s left to love me

So I wander this earth alone

Ain’t got no money babe

No place to call my own

I’m going to leave you here now

Sure its on the beach of something

I’m off to find fortune and fame

I’m as serious as a loaded gun

Nobody’s left to love me

So I wander this earth alone

But I ain’t got no money babe

No place to call my own

Ooo yeaahh!

Mother earth comes calling

As I lye here dead at night

I guess my gun was loaded

I saw the flash with my own eyes

Now that my wandering is over

Ooo I wish I had more time