beats And follow it with both your feet And as you walk and as you breathe You ain't no friend to me You ain't no friend to me The road to Ensenada Is
beats And follow it with both your feet And as you walk and as you breathe You ain't no friend to me You ain't no friend to me The road to Ensenada
beats And follow it with both your feet And as you walk and as you breathe You ain't no friend to me You ain't no friend to me And the Road to Ensenada
Превод: Лайл Ловет. Пътят към Ensenada.
The girl at the grocery she's pretty and seems nice But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice She never answers when I ask her name She only
Man you better let go You can't hold on to What belongs to me And don't belong to you I caught you looking With your roving eye So Mister you don't
This Georgia road is red The Georgia sky is blue And it looks just like the sky That carried me to you The good Lord up in heaven knows What I've been
Promises given And promises broken Words stain my lips Just like blood on my hands And words are like poison That sinks down inside you And some things
(Lyle Lovett, Willis Alan Ramsey, and Alison Rogers) You say you're not from Texas Man as if I couldn't tell You think you pull your boots on right
I said howdy there lady This sure is some party I've never seen anything Like this before She said howdy there honey It's just barely started If you
Late nights in musty motel rooms Stale lives left by someone else White lies I wish I could tell you And questions I ask of myself Why do I do the things
Tell your mama I love her Tell your daddy I tried Tell them I wish that I could explain The way that I'm feeling See the sun comes up on the pavement
that beats And follow it with both your feet And as you walk and as you breathe You ain't no friend to me You ain't no friend to me The road to Ensenada
(Henry Strzelecki) Well I'm a long tall Texan I wear a ten-gallon hat (He rides from Texas wearing a ten-gallon hat) Yes I'm a long tall Texan I wear
And his hand it fell behind her As his arm it reached around And she looked at the window And she watched the shade go down It was a private conversation
Way down yonder on the bayou There lives a little girl-o Skin so pale Six feet high Skinny as a rail Just one eye She's the one-eyed Fiona She's the
Once upon a time ago Way up in the land of sleet and snow How this fairy tale would go I could not have known I had searched around this world so mean