The Farmer’s Daughter
Tonight there'll be candlelight and roses
In this little country chapel that's almost falling down
There'll be tears in this old farmer's eyes this evening
When I give my one possession to that city boy from town
His hair is a little longer than we're use to
But, I guess I should find something good to say
About this man whose won the farmer's daughter
And will soon become my son-in-law today
Mama left eight years ago December
And it was hard to be a Dad and Mama too
But, somehow we made home of this old farmhouse
And love was all my baby ever knew
He could be the richest man in seven counties
And not be good enough to take her hand
But, he says he really loves the farmer's daughter
And I know the farmer's daughter loves the man
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По Пояс В Небе
Передо мной снежные пустыни И облака мне, падая на грудь, Издалека плывут на белых крыльях, Я обнимаю эту тишину. Прощай, печаль, однажды утром зимним Я не вернусь, но я не пропаду. Припев: Стою в снегу, в снегу
Белый Дым
Слезы павши, забирают нас Белым пледом укрывая Тихо зовет остаться в его плену Белый дым, белый дым, белый дым, белый дым Наши руки разрывать он Я слепая, да! я казнен Тихо зовет остаться в его плену Белый
Guys Like Me
I wear a greasy ball cap I like my shirt untucked I spend Saturdays working on my truck I don't like to fight But I ain't scared to bleed Most don't mess with a guy
Pump It Harder
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Introduction to «Okie from Muskogee»
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee; We don't take our trips on LSD We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street; We like livin' right, and bein' free. I'm proud to be