Corb Lund - Gonna Shine Up My Boots

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I'm Gonna shine up my boots,

I'm gonna go into town,

I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,

I'm gonna throw it around

I'm gonna buy me a dance,

first lovely lady that I see,

And when the dance is through

I'll say, "will you marry me"

I'm gonna shine up my boots,

I'm gonna go into town,

I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,

I'm gonna throw it around

I'm gonna find me a game,

Of hold 'em if I can,

and fold 'em all night long,

til I got me a hand

I'm gonna buy us a ranch,

With a Palomino Herd

And I won't mean no harm,

babe and I won't say a word.

When misery comes to call,

A gift to him, my life

I'll sit with him awhile,

and share my horse, my hole, my wife

I'm gonna shine up my boots,

I'm gonna go into town,

I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,

I'm gonna throw it around.

I'm gonna buy me a dance,

first lovely lady that i see,

and when the dance is through,

I'll say "will you marry me"

I'm gonna shine up my boots,

I'm gonna go into town,

I'm gonna scrape up 20 dollars,

But I'll probably just drink it down

Перевод

Я начищу свои ботинки,

Я пойду в город,

Я наскребу 20 долларов,

Я разбросаю их

Я' Я куплю мне танец,

первая милая дама, которую я увижу,

И когда танец закончится

Я скажу: "Ты выйдешь за меня замуж"

Я собираюсь Начищу свои ботинки,

Я пойду в город,

Я наскребу 20 долларов,

Я разбросаю их

Я найду себе игру,

Держать их, если смогу

и складывать их всю ночь напролет,

пока мне не поможет

Я куплю нам ранчо,

С Стадо Паломино

И я не хочу причинять вреда,

детка, и я не скажу ни слова.

Когда приходит несчастье,

Подарок ему, моя жизнь

Я посижу с ним немного

и поделю свою лошадь, свою нору, свою жену

Я начищу свои ботинки,

Я поеду в город,

Я наскребу 20 долларов,

Я разбросаю их.

Я куплю себе танец,

первая милая леди, которую я увижу,

и когда танец закончится через

Я скажу: "Ты выйдешь за меня замуж"

Я начищу свои ботинки,

Я пойду в город,

Я поскребусь 20 долларов,

Но я, наверное, просто выпью

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