Calexico - Ballad Of Cable Hogue | Текст Иностранной Песни
With marianne dissard I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run Got myself a little goldmine to bank on But one day my heart sank when I saw madame in town I knew
Calexico - Sonic Wind | Текст Иностранной Песни
Sonic wind honing in On a tune that no one can hear Perfect pitch, simple glitch Promises it would never appear In the skies Disguised Change in direction
Calexico - Maybe On Monday | Текст Иностранной Песни
Woke up on Monday and wrote you a love song, wrote you a love song Well the pen stopped and the paper flew out the window And the notes rang down the road I dont know where
Calexico - Crystal Frontier | Текст Иностранной Песни
Marco's shadow falls on the door to the seven lost cities of gold Finds a raven's head and rattlers tail Dead in his tracks, this godforsaken soul's Unwanted here and
Calexico - Quattro (World Drifts In) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Love the run but not the race All alone in a silent way World drifts in an' and the world's a stranger In a light, eclipsed and alienated In a time, occupied
Calexico - Tulsa Telephone Book | Текст Иностранной Песни
Words and music by Tom T. Hall From Real - The Tom T. Hall Project Originally by Tom T. Hall Have you read any good telephone books lately? If you ain't then let
Calexico - Removed | Текст Иностранной Песни
Follow the current through the city that lies in ruins Bottle is washed up but the message is missing Heroes and ghosts, graveyards and buildings Pay the price of admission
Calexico - House Of Valparaiso | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dialing in a forgotten voice Coming in like waves rolling off the coast Sweeping through illegal ports Rising from the depths, falling off the tongue Ships drifting out of
Calexico - The Black Light | Текст Иностранной Песни
Leave the heart of the city For the heart of the world Leave the heart of this city Love the way her trust unfurls Follow her hand To the dark end of the
Calexico - Slowness | Текст Иностранной Песни
Miles of highway poppies A stretch of maybe flowers past Signal Hill away We were parked and searching For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn Although we