Bertha (Live At The Carefree Theatre, 1992) - Los Lobos
I had a hard run
Running from your window
I was all night running
Lord, I wonder if you care
I had a run-in
Run around and a run down
Run around the corner
Lord, I run smack into a tree
I had to move
Really had to move
That's why, if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come
around here anymore
Dressed myself in green
I went down to the sea
To try to see what's going down
Gonna try to read between the lines
Had a feeling I was falling,
Lord, I turned around to see
Heard a sweet voice calling
Lord, you was coming after me
I had to move
Really had to move
That's why, if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come around
here anymore, anymore
Ran into a rainstorm
Turned back into a bar door
It's all night pouring,
Lord, but not a drop on me
Test me, test me, test me,
Why don't you arrest me?
Throw me into the jailhouse
Lord, until the sun goes down
sun goes down
I had to move
Really had to move
That's why, if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come
around here anymore
I had to move
Really had to move
That's why, if you please
I am on my bended knees
Bertha, don't you come
around here anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore