Country Strong
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low
Makin that bacon, row by row
Can't get them muscles at the YMCA
It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn and slingin' that hay
Been heavy liftin' since the crack of dawn
No doubt about it that boy's country strong
He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on
Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home
Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones
No doubt about it that boy's country strong
He wears an old felt hat on his head
Got a saddle for a pillow, and the ground for a bed
Spurs on his heels, reins in his hands
Drivin' cattle, ropin' steers and burnin' his brand
There ain't no lettin' up all day long
No doubt about it that boy's country strong
He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those Tony Llama's on
Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home
Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones
No doubt about it that boy's country strong
Yea behind every good man, there's a woman
She's the one thing that keeps him goin', keeps him goin'
She's up in the mornin' yawnin' with that coffee pot on
Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home
Blue collar in her blood, backwoods in her bones
No doubt about it that girl's country strong
Cowboy's, plowboys, good hearted women
They're all country strong
Похожие новости.
Ты Не Считаешь Себя Виноватой
Я понял... я виноват во всём: в том, что ты так и не сказала, а я сам - не просёк что далёк я от тусовок, клубов особо и после ссоры внутри меня минус
Three Nails And A Cross
He was sitting on the front porch of a half-way house Chainin' cigarettes and drinkin' coffee I was walkin' by on my way home stopped and said, hello, how are ya He looked at
Liberty Walk
Don't live in lie This is your one life (ooh) Don't live in lie You won't get lost Just walk, just walk It's a liberty walk, it's a liberty walk... Here's to all the ones tryin'
Слався, Мати Русь!
Як та й на рідній стороні Онуки Сонця і Землі Весняний галас здійняли Понад краєм... Їм усміхаються в гаях, У несходимих у ярах І навіть Чорний Битий Шлях Їх привітає. А від моря до моря Шлях освічують зорі Славні дідові
Ночь
Было время, был я беден, И копейке лишней рад... На еду хватало меди Только-только, в аккурат. Было время, был я весел, Без причины, просто так... Износилось столько кресел При вокзалах в городах - Припев: Ночь яблоком стучит в окно, А