window oh but I don't hear you [ piano ] I hear the children playing I hear the clock striking two I hear the mailman whistling oh but I don't hear you I
oh but I don't hear you [ piano ] I hear the children playing I hear the clock striking two I hear the mailman whistling oh but I don't hear you I see
Traduzione: Jones, George. I Dont You Hear.
spoke raw, don't talk to broads that are spoke for That provokes war, stand out like cold sores You claim that you hard but you wholecore George Bush and CIA, you
Pop a brawl like Muhammed and George, and Kid Sha-Sha [Donnie Cash:] Since 12, I've been damn near grown, so I'm scared? I'm gon' fuck niggas, Cashmere
you don't wanna test, it's cool T. Wright ain't no stoppin' us, we risin' urkin' plenty people When you switch from good to bad your good it brings you
bitches on my dick You never hear a baller say that shit I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many bitches on my dick You never hear me say that shit
come to hear the oil slick salesman crow go, Heyah, everything's cool my friends, why don't you carry on like nothing is happening? Why don't you, Heyah
shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music ain't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Don't try to take me to a disco You
story ain't that simple and it don't stop here Patsy Cline still echos through my younger years I know you can hear me 'cause the music never stops George Jones
I'll be over you when you're standing over me And as you look down at the cold cold ground I'm sleeping in Don't expect to hear me say that I still love
you punch that number could I make one request Don't rock the jukebox, I wanna hear some Jones 'Cause my heart ain't ready for The Rolling Stones I don't
radio would play George Jones You never hear Family Tradition Or all of those killer songs Bocephus wrote And I ain't heard twin fiddlin' since I don't
grace If you want to hear some country Then you?ve come to the right place You miss Waylon, if it don?t make you smile Like Willie and George Jones You
, don't talk to broads that are spoke for That provokes war, stand out like cold sores You claim that you hard but you whole core George Bush and CIA, you
an Alabama jubilee Mandolins, violins, Hear the darkies tunin' up, the fun begins, Come this way, don't delay, Better hurry, honey dear, or you'll be
soon I'm developing my pictures of the girl I admire Soon I will see you know you as you really are I'm told you wear two faces to hide things from me
