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SÃO PAULO (It's a big 707) - Jet Airliner é uma música antiguinha, Steve Miller's Band. Deve ser anos 70, sei lá. Ouvi outro dia no rádio, voltando da pós, e curti o ritmo. Tratei de baixar. Musiquinha viciante. Aí fui fuçar na letra, e gostei mais ainda. "You know you've got to go thru hell before you get to heaven", diz muito sobre o que tenho passado ultimamente. E é o que espero para o futuro.
Leaving home out on the road
I've been down before
Riding along on this big old jet plane
I've been thinking about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And it seems like it's all been done
Somebody's trying to make me stay
You know I got to be moving on
Ref.:
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Goodbye to my friends at home
Goodbye to people I trusted
I got to go out and make my way
I might get rich, you know, I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Riding high I got tears in my eyes
You know you've got to go thru hell before you get to heaven
Ref.:
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Touching down in New England town
Feel the heat coming down
I got to keep on, keeping on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinning around
But I'm going with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit going down in the city
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Big old jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's there that I belong
Leaving home out on the road
I've been down before
Riding along on this big old jet plane
I've been thinking about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And it seems like it's all been done
Somebody's trying to make me stay
You know I got to be moving on
Ref.:
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Goodbye to my friends at home
Goodbye to people I trusted
I got to go out and make my way
I might get rich, you know, I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Riding high I got tears in my eyes
You know you've got to go thru hell before you get to heaven
Ref.:
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Touching down in New England town
Feel the heat coming down
I got to keep on, keeping on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinning around
But I'm going with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit going down in the city
Big old jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's here that I've got to stay
Big old jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Big old jet airliner
'Cos it's there that I belong
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