Волынки и Web.
Ничего общего! Почти...

Blame Me

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 06.06.2012

She's pony-tailed an' she's halter topped:
Her bumper-sticker says: "I hate hip-hop."
With a southern drawl, she says: "Howdy, y'all,"
And her hands ain't afraid of dirt.
He's proud of his old truck:
He spray painted over dents and rust.
The motor smokes, it's got four bald tires,
But the radio works.
Raised on the Good Book and our country songs,
Ridin' down back roads an' singin' along:

So blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.

They were kids when Hag and me came to town:
All eyes and ears: look at 'em now.
Center stage on the Grand Ole Opry,
On a Saturday night.
Sing of fishin' and the Lord above,
Fallin' in and out of love.
From Aunt Bea to Uncle Sam,
And that American Pie.
From big cities to the little towns
Were hard-core country inside and out.

So blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.

Blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.
Blame me.
Blame me, yeah.


Похожие новости.


I’m Not Discovered

I’m Not Discovered

Every Day We Look Out Side People Walking Down The Street Again Some One Want’s To Make The Plan Some One Hope’s That We Will Not Explain They Decide To Make A



Для Мами

Для Мами

Заховається стомлене сонце за чорнії гори Вийде місяць і зорі розсипить з своєї комори Засинають ліси і гаї, і виспівують десь солов’ї Засинає натруджений день, сон прийде на поріг У блаженному спокої тихо пливе



Колиханка

Колиханка

Розступилися дві доріженьки – Затомилися мої ніженьки. Дві доріженьки розступилися – Почуття на два поділилися. Піду в першу даль – Принесу печаль. Залишу собі біль і відчай, Спогад снів моїх, Пристрасть довгих літ – Піду в першу даль – Заколишу



Reality

Reality

Tragic youth was looking young and sexy The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief The tragic youth was going down on me And I swear Woo hoo Yes



Джимми, Джимми (feat. DJ Slon)

Джимми, Джимми (feat. DJ Slon)

Джими, Джими ачо, ачо. Джими, Джими ачо, ачо. Джими, Джими ачо, ачо. Джими, Джими ачо, ачо. Ночь сменяет тобой прожитый день, Кружат звезды, во тьме карусель. Ты, исчезая, оставил лишь тень И закрыл за собой громко дверь. А




Нет комментариев

Комментариев нет.

Извините, обсуждение на данный момент закрыто.