I got Willie on the radio, a dozen things on my mind And number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in
200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before I sleep But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms To fall into tonight I've got 200 more miles
Превод: Cowboy Junkies. 200 повече мили.
Margo and Michael Timmins / "Blue Moon" by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause
Just came up on the midnight special Hey, how 'bout that My car broke down in Texas she stopped dead in her tracks Just called to tell you that I need
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Where are you tonight? Where are you tonight? I think that I'll make it through all right, but I'd love to have you just one more time beside me.
Robert Johnson Early this morning, he knocked on my door Early this morning he knocked on my door I said "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go"
I got Willie on the radio a dozen things on my mind and number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt and light
Michael Timmins Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning hits me straight in the eye guess you forgot to close the blind last night Oh, that's right, I forgot
Bruce Springsteen New Jersey Turnpike Riding on a wet night 'neath the refinery's glow Down where the great black river flow Licence, registration
I don't like his suggestive tone The way his words drip from his mouth as he asks can I take you home? I don't care how many miles I got, I think I'd
Michael Timmins Fifty miles from Dakota territory Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt Found him alone washing in the Bighorn a steady aim and he bagged
Lou Reed Anyone who's ever had a heart Wouldn't turn around and break it and anyone who's ever played a part Wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet
John Lee Hooker They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do Well, if that's the
Michael Timmins If you were the woman and I was the man would I send you yellow roses would would I dare to kiss your hand? In the morning would I
