This mornin' I jumped on my horse and went out for a ride Some wild outlaws chased me and they shot me in the side So I crawled into a wild cat's cave
Превод: Боби Баре. Истинската история.
St. Louis. But it could not be pulled off. Bill Parsons was no Bobby Bare and the we soon faded back into obscurity, playing at neighborhood bars in Dayton, Ohio. Bobby was a true
through her pretty hair Once or twice she tried but could not speak I saw the teardrops rolling down her cheeks She said now don't you worry I'll be true
