Тексты песни «Cheyenne»

They packed up all his buckles And shipped his saddle to his dad And by the way the house looked She must have took it bad The workers come on Monday To fix the door and patch the wall They say she just went crazy The...

Her telephone rang 'bout a quarter to nine She heard his voice on the other end of the line She wondered what was wrong this time She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything...

Standing for something with True strength and heart But the old manifesto has splintered apart Driven from homes to the depths or despair Hear the cries of the innocent Ring through the air Genocide a new class warfare...

It's a little cold out side tonight But I was to close not to say hi You know I talked to a friend of yours at school She gave me the impression that you might be cool With a guy like me With a girl like you Oh, could...

Cheyenne - The face of pride never died Cheyenne - The true blue water Cheyenne - I celebrate for you and I Sifting through the pieces of the broken prize Cheyenne - I'm sending out satellites Cheyenne - I'm hovering...

Part I I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna see you cry, I don't wanna hurt you once more I don't wanna leave now, I don't want no sight for sore eyes Gone sore of all the tears that we cryed Part II Hey, come here...

[Verse 1] I'm a little unsure how it got so complicated If I let go I know I'll regret it Every heart that I held before I was sure to break it I don't know what she did, but [Pre-Chorus] I just can't stop thinking...

Arch I've been living in the past Trying to live without you I can feel your presence here But I just can't touch you anymore Memories are all I have And your pictures fades from the light of another day Can you hear...

Un indien m'avait dit Que j'ai dans le dos La marque cachee des regards Que portent les squaws Dans une autre vie j'ai du etre La femme, la force et l'indienne Je sens bruler sous ma peau Le feu du peuple Cheyenne...

[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert] She lives for the nightlife and trashy tattoos She loves country music and broken-in boots Nobody can blame her for the chip on her shoulder She finds plenty of pool-table cowboys to hold her...

I left Nebraska lookin' at sundown Needin' a shave and a bath Wyoming night time could be a comedown Where do I go for a relapse? And Cheyenne, Cheyenne Goofin' with the barfly, pretty little green eyed Shook and throw...

The sun is awaking, the fires glow down The spirit has spoken, the token was found Dance to the rhythm, the beat of the drum Is shaking the mountain, the war-song is sung Down on the barren plain, the dust clouds rise...