Waylon Jennings - My God And I | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've been around a long time, more than I can say Search for the truth, still looking today Rode aboard a warship, went down in 42 But my God and I, we got through
Waylon Jennings - Good Hearted Woman | Текст Иностранной Песни
A long time forgotten Are dreams that just fell by the way And the good life he promised Ain't what she's living today But she never complains of The bad
Waylon Jennings - Belle Of The Ball | Текст Иностранной Песни
A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball Like Scarlet O'Hara
Waylon Jennings - Good Ol' Boys | Текст Иностранной Песни
Just the good ol' boys Never meanin' no harm Beats all you've never saw, been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born Straightenin' the
Waylon Jennings - Amanda | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life To look in the mirror in total surprise At the hair on my
Waylon Jennings - Brand New Goodbye Song | Текст Иностранной Песни
Baby, go down to the drugstore, buy me a guitar string And be sure to wear your coat, girl, 'cause it might rain 'Cause honey, you know that rain is bad for my guitar
Waylon Jennings - I'm A Ramblin' Man | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've been down the Mississippi Down through New Orleans, yes I have I've played in California There ain't too much I haven't seen, no there ain't
Waylon Jennings - I Ain't Living Long Like This | Текст Иностранной Песни
I look for trouble and i found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but i don't think i can You make one move and you're a dead man
Waylon Jennings - Slow Rollin' Low | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've got a slow rollin' low Ain't a mother would want me Done got me so down, bent out of round Don't know my head from my toes There ain't a hand
Waylon Jennings - Old Church Hymns And Nursery Rhymes | Текст Иностранной Песни
Blow on you restless wind Up to your old tricks again Bear down you Texas sun You make the desserts dry And the brush fires run Splintered wood, rusty chains