Cold Days, Hot Nights - Arnold Palmer, Moti Special

Cold days, hot nights

Cold days hot nights

When you’re freezing on the streets

In the neon lights

Cold days hot nights

When the wind blows in your face

and memory bites…

I was young back in 69. And life

was simple like a nursery rhyme

I could never guess what lay ahead

Didn’t hear what the folks all said

You can dream till it drives you mad

Fall in love with what you never had

Then you got it so good for you

Don’t you see what you’re coming to

Cold days hot nights

When you’re freezing on the streets

In the neon lights

Cold days hot nights

When the wind blows in your face

And memory bites.

Cold days.

When you’re tryin' to beat the world

And losing the fight.

Cold days.

It’s a little too late to put it all right

I survive I keep on my feet

Don’t hide my face away from folks I meet.

But as the years go by I stay the same

I oughta change around and play the game.

Where’s your heart can you find your soul?

What’s your target and your final goal?

Is there something you look forward to.

Or do you let your days roll over you

Roll over you

Cold days hot nights

Cold days hot nights

Cold days hot nights…