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Walkabouts - Man From Reno | Текст Иностранной Песни
If I could loose If you could choose For this next dance you might choose me I ain't no pussy with the blues Just step out on the floor and see Can't
Walkabouts - On The Beach | Текст Иностранной Песни
( written by Neil Young ) The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away All my pictures are falling From the
Walkabouts - Good Luck Morning | Текст Иностранной Песни
Maybe you should disappear, And now I've warned you so. Bury your clothes out in the woods, And hide your letters 'neath the stove. There's a big house
Walkabouts - Whiskey XXX | Текст Иностранной Песни
Whiskey hold me well And never let me spill From the blind man's bluff Across the frozen lake Oh chance me, chance me not, With the last chance that
Walkabouts - Nightdrive | Текст Иностранной Песни
Check the main road one more time. Check the main road but I'm sure that you will find. It is late and closin' down. There are lights out there but they do not seem
Walkabouts - Promised | Текст Иностранной Песни
Promise me my soul to keep. And promise me you'll never sleep. And promise me that when it's over, We will drink the whole world sober. Promise me that lines
Walkabouts - The River People | Текст Иностранной Песни
Down here everyone says that the River People don't really belong here. I know what it's like to be a stranger and divide a town beside a frontier. People want your
Walkabouts - The Light Will Stay On | Текст Иностранной Песни
I go to sleep Before the devil wakes And I wake up Before the angels take All my worldly desires All my yardsticks of fear Hangin' down, hangin'
Walkabouts - Long Time Here | Текст Иностранной Песни
If you want good times I know where to look And if you want good times I will They're thrown on your bed With your junkyard religion At the best of the
Walkabouts - Specimen Days | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh one night of mercy Give me one night of merciful Shocks to the skull Watching these specimens grow Small miracles stuffed In old powder kegs Can't mix
