Фото Chris Knight
Изменить
Chris Knight - Биография
Изменить
Chris Knight - Hard Candy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Her hair was as black as pike county cold And her lips were as red as blood on the snow She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees And she lived in the holler across
Chris Knight - Something To Keep Me Going | Текст Иностранной Песни
All the memories of our good time Keep crowdin' in my mind But I'm counting on the bad times To help me leave you behind Even though I said it's over
Chris Knight - Cry Lonely | Текст Иностранной Песни
When the rain runs down your window And you cant hold back your tears And youre so afraid to be alone You know Im always right here You cry lonely, and I come
Chris Knight - Beckys Bible | Текст Иностранной Песни
Let the beer bottle Rattle on my pistol On the seat of my Chevy pick up truck And I'm taking these gravel roads As fast as my truck will go I'm running like a
Chris Knight - William's Son | Текст Иностранной Песни
One shot from a lawman's gun My father paid for the things he done Mama got old when she was 31 I was born alone, I'm William's son Back and forth to the
Chris Knight - Too Close To Home | Текст Иностранной Песни
In a caf just off I-65 I seen a man and a woman and a baby child they were laughing, smiled at me when they went to pay And the way she was talking about her two
Chris Knight - Nothing On Me | Текст Иностранной Песни
Caught a .22 bullet in my thight one night tryin' to break up a barroom fight Went home dug it out with my old Case knife Broke down in a blizzard on the great
Chris Knight - My Old Cars | Текст Иностранной Песни
Everyone I ever owned, excpet the one I'm driving now Been stripped down to the bare bone at Sam's Salvage Yard There's a Mustang and a GTO, bloody seats, and caved in
Chris Knight - Oil Patch Town | Текст Иностранной Песни
Got six bucks that's enough for a beer run Now all we need is someone to do the buying My buddy Lendell, he ain't never got no money But he drinks up most the beer
Chris Knight - Hard Edges | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lisa used to love to dance Ever since she was ten years old Her bare feet raising dust on a yard Where the grass wouldn't grow Slowly spinning round and round
