Eric Lyrics by Agents Of Good Roots
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Lyrics: jones & winn
Music: jones & winn
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Lyrics:
I got a friend named eric
Used to play that mean guitar
Played that guitar
While he was laying beneath the stars
Looking up to the wind hed say
My girlfriend its for you
Philosophy is all grand
But all good is not the truth
We can make a movie
In it, you can be the star
Bobby, bobby could be your brother
He could play guitar
We can say well lose the beat
And Ill get the rhythm list
My friend eric turned into such a fine mess
He used to take medicine
It used to make him sick
He would have to leave his place
And make a big trip
A road trip to bahama beach
With palm babies in the sun
Hed just go tasting all those juices
Licking some of that fun
He says now
Brother lets go down under the board walk
You bring the cocoa oil
Ill bring the soda pop
Ill fall in love that girl-
Shes dancing in the sun
His name is e-r-i-c
Hes so high hes so fly
He says come on
Oh, eric used to play guitar
On wednesday nights
And the gypsy blues would sing
Well he made me think
It made me want to play
Yeah, my friend eric
Was a damn good player on the guitar
Why his guitar would sing
And the gypsy blues, they would reign
He says now
Bobby I must get back to see my pa
Hes sad and lonely
Tells me boy youre my only star
Dont sweat it
Ill be back in three weeks time or less
My name is e-r-i-c
I must happily confess, yes
Music: jones & winn
Appears on whered you get that vibe? .
Lyrics:
I got a friend named eric
Used to play that mean guitar
Played that guitar
While he was laying beneath the stars
Looking up to the wind hed say
My girlfriend its for you
Philosophy is all grand
But all good is not the truth
We can make a movie
In it, you can be the star
Bobby, bobby could be your brother
He could play guitar
We can say well lose the beat
And Ill get the rhythm list
My friend eric turned into such a fine mess
He used to take medicine
It used to make him sick
He would have to leave his place
And make a big trip
A road trip to bahama beach
With palm babies in the sun
Hed just go tasting all those juices
Licking some of that fun
He says now
Brother lets go down under the board walk
You bring the cocoa oil
Ill bring the soda pop
Ill fall in love that girl-
Shes dancing in the sun
His name is e-r-i-c
Hes so high hes so fly
He says come on
Oh, eric used to play guitar
On wednesday nights
And the gypsy blues would sing
Well he made me think
It made me want to play
Yeah, my friend eric
Was a damn good player on the guitar
Why his guitar would sing
And the gypsy blues, they would reign
He says now
Bobby I must get back to see my pa
Hes sad and lonely
Tells me boy youre my only star
Dont sweat it
Ill be back in three weeks time or less
My name is e-r-i-c
I must happily confess, yes
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