Charlie Robison - New Year's Day | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I woke up early Sunday mornin' Had myself a piece of toast Had 50 dollars in my pocket Gonna chase myself a ghost Went down Camino Espinoza Gonna get me
Charlie Robison - Rain | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I hear that old John Deere tractor At the low water bridge Pulling the young drinkers across He's dragging so many on this Saturday night I can smell that old
Charlie Robison - Barlight | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, when I was young My momma read me nursery rhymes beside my bed And though they sounded mighty fine They made no sense to me And now that I am all grown up
Charlie Robison - Arms Of Love | Текст Иностранной Песни
I love the sweet little thing, she was just sixteen Pretty as the stars above But her mom snuck up to my pick-up truck I was snatched from the arms of love I had a
Charlie Robison - Loving County | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I loved a girl She lived out in Pecos, and pretty as she could be And I worked the rigs on out in Odessa To give her whatever she needs But that girl, she run
Charlie Robison - Don't Call Me A Fool | Текст Иностранной Песни
Don't call me a fool I know where she's been When they turn on those lights in town She'll go there again There's no need in crying You don't
Charlie Robison - My Hometown | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I had a buddy back in '81 and we made ourselves a pact We were heading for the new pipeline we were never coming back Well we worked 80 hours making time and a half But
Charlie Robison - Photograph | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I got a picture It's glued in a book Of most of my family That somebody took Well, grandpa died early Before I could know The man that they tell
Charlie Robison - Sunset Boulevard | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well, I wish I had my picture on The Rolling Stone today I wish that The Enquirer spread a rumor that I was gay Well, I wish I had some buddies, some movie stars and such
Charlie Robison - John O'Reilly | Текст Иностранной Песни
My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the fields In the hills of old Kilarny where I helped him turn the wheels My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of 17 And I used