Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Canned Heat
Performer
Alan Wilson
Harmonica
Adolfo de la Parra
Drums
Bob Hite
Vocals
Henry Vestine
Guitar
Larry Taylor
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Wilson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Canned Heat
Producer
Skip Taylor
Producer
Evren Goknar
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ever since I was a kid, you sure looked good to me
Now I'm a man full grown and I know what I'd hate to see
[Verse 2]
(Oh well) It might be tomorrow
(Oh well) I just don't know
(Oh well) It might take years
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face
[Verse 3]
It may seem silly, but I don't like what's been coming down
'Cause you've been looking good too long to change your color now
[Verse 4]
(Oh well) They might test some bombs
(Oh well) And scar your skin
(Oh well) I don't think they care, so
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face
[Verse 5]
I hope I'll see you in the sky, at night when I get old
I hope you'll look about the same as when I was a boy
[Verse 6]
(Oh well) It gets me to gasping
(Oh well) When I think about
(Oh well) What they might do
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face
[Verse 7]
Well, you sure look good in the sky at night
And it's sad to say you won't shine so bright
Some day
When they're through with you
[Verse 8]
I bet you've seen the cloud we make that covers up L.A.
I wonder if you'll hide behind a shroud like that some day
[Verse 9]
(Oh well) I'm worried about it
(Oh well) It makes me sigh
(Oh well) I just can't help it
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face
[Verse 10]
(Oh well) It might be tomorrow
(Oh well) I just don't know
(Oh well) It might take years
I wonder when they're going to destroy your face
Written by: Alan Wilson