Bob Seger – Sightseeing scritto da admin 18 Gennaio 2016 It was a curious sight to me A castle older than a redwood tree Once lived in by royalty Who taxed and raped the land Mostly now it was stone and dust Long damp halls and smells of must Faded walls and ancient rust Built on shifting sand And I wanted I wanted I wanted To smash that sucker down It was a marvelous sight to see A redhead workin’ in a brasserie Five foot nine built to a tee Eyes so blue and bright All the drunks were just circling round I drank water and held my ground Later on we did the town And we caught every sight Cause I wanted I wanted I wanted To follow her on down Sightseein’ freein’ my soul Sightseein’ leavin’ my soul It was a magical sight to me And yves tanguy in a gallery The 30’s looking back at me As if he really knew I marveled at the artistry Predating or technology The vision there for all to see Bold and strong and true And I wanted I wanted I wanted To take that painting home I wanted I wanted I wanted to take that vision home