I take to lovin like a fish takes to a lake It?s early in the morning and lord I?m still awake I was born in the country he thinks I?m easy to rule
What I'd Say Earl Thomas Conley Talkin to the mirror whisperin your name just like you were here, youd think i was insane I hold these conversations
' Your name Just like You were here, You'd think I was insane I hold these conversations in the silence of my room Rehearsing all the things I'd say,
I take to lovin like a fish takes to a lake It?s early in the morning and lord I?m still awake I was born in the country he thinks I?m easy to rule Well
Traduzione: Earl Thomas Conley. Cosa direi.
Traduzione: Uncle Earl. D \u0026amp; P Blues.
Я не поеду не куда, если вы ждали это, И песни про любовь, видно я оставил где-то. Мне параллельно и на то какой соперник ловкий, Остановлю его: два удара
Line of sight, speed of sound Feel of flesh the long way down Flash of light you look around it's over You're OK, but I'm a mess It's the way it goes
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(Waylon Jennings) It's the same old tune,fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here Rhinestone suits and new shiney cars We've been the same way
Elijah came to Texas To build his family a home With his wife and new baby And what little goods that they owned Had a good yoke of oxen And hand tools
(Doug Sahm) She was walking down the street Looking fine as she could be, hey, hey She was walking down the street She's looking fine as she could be
(Ian Tyson) Never hit seventeen When you play against the dealer You know that the odds Won't ride with you And never leave your woman alone With your
Livin' in a city of immigrants I don't need to go travelin' Open my door and the world walks in Livin' in a city of immigrants Livin' in a city that
I love you with all my heart All my soul, every part of me. It's all I can do to mark Where you end and where I start you see. Living long in my travels
I believe in prophecy Some folks see things not everybody can see Once in a while they pass the secret along to you and me I believe in miracles Something
Oh you who hail from Ontario Know the tale of the Donnelly's Oh Died at the hands of a mob that night Every child and man by the oil torch light Jim
