Arlo Guthrie - De Colores | Текст Иностранной Песни
traditional De colores, de colores se visten los campos en la primavera De colores, de colores son los pajaritos que vienen de afuera De colores, de colores es el arco iris
Arlo Guthrie - Drowning Man | Текст Иностранной Песни
words and music by Arlo Guthrie I remember when I met you Underneath the evening sky Now it seems I could forget you Rescue me, I'm bound to die All the
Arlo Guthrie - Children Of Abraham | Текст Иностранной Песни
Children of Abraham, what's your story? Killing each other for a piece of land Children of Abraham, this ain't glory You've got to walk together hand in hand
Arlo Guthrie - Gabriel's Mother's Highway Ballad #16 | Текст Иностранной Песни
words and music by Arlo Guthrie Woke up this morning with my head in my hand Come on, children, come on The snow was falling all over the land Come on, children, come
Arlo Guthrie - My Creole Belle | Текст Иностранной Песни
My Creole belle, I loved her well My darlin' baby, my Creole belle When the stars do shine, I'll call her mine My darlin' baby, my Creole belle My
Arlo Guthrie - Victor Jara | Текст Иностранной Песни
words by Adrian Mitchell, music by Arlo Guthrie Victor Jara of Chile Lived like a shooting star He fought for the people of Chile With his songs and his guitar
Arlo Guthrie - 1913 Massacre | Текст Иностранной Песни
Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall And the miners are having their big Christmas
Arlo Guthrie - Stealin' | Текст Иностранной Песни
Put your arms around me Like a circle `round the sun You know I'll love you, baby When my easy ridin's done You don't believe I love you Look at the
Arlo Guthrie - The Motorcycle Song | Текст Иностранной Песни
I don't want a pickle Just want to ride on my motorcycle And I don't want a tickle 'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorcycle And I don't want to die
Arlo Guthrie - Utah Carroll | Текст Иностранной Песни
arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie So you ask me my kind friend Why I am sad and still And why my brow is darkened Like the clouds upon the hill Rein in