Тексты песен «Arlo Guthrie»

When evening chores are over at the ranch house on the plains And there's nothing left to do but lay around I saddle up my pony and go riding down the trail Just to watch the desert sun go down White faced cattle...

I had a friend, a friend I could trust He went into the park and got busted Doin' the ring-a-round-a-rosy rag Went in the park late at night And he put a lot of people over eighty up tight He was doin' the...

words and music by Arlo Guthrie Running down the road Make my get away Everything I told you was just yesterday Yes, You know I'm off again Oh, and I've been told You were there beside me Running down the road...

words and Music by Arlo Guthrie Too many women growing up wrong Get an education thinking thoughts on their own Making decisions telling men what to do Look at the trouble that we're all going through Russian girls...

words and music by Pete Seeger Sailng down my golden river Sun and water all my own Yet I was never alone Sun and water, old life givers l'll have them where ere I roam And I was not far from home Sunlight...

words and Music by Arlo Guthrie I'd like to tell you a story For just a minute or two And if you don't want to hear it Just be quiet if some others do I'd like to get me a satellite Way up over the world And say...

On a long lonesome Journey I'm goingOh darling, and please don't you cry Though in shackles and chains they will take meIn prison to stay till I die And at night through the barsI gaze at the stars And I long for...

On a long lonesome Journey I'm going Oh darling, and please don't you cry Though in shackles and chains they will take me In prison to stay till I die And at night through the bars I gaze at the stars And I long for...

arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie The Missouri, she's a might river Away you rolling river The red man's camp lies on her borders Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri A white man loved an Indian...

words and music by Arlo Guthrie If I could go back home to the place I was raised I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road I've got no place to go to, so l...

Solo le pido a Dios Que el dolor no me sea indiferente Que la reseca muerte no me encuentre Vacio y solo sin haber hecho lo suficiente Solo le pido a Dios Que lo injusto no me sea indiferente Que no me abofeteen...

I've been to wild Montana I went there in a storm My boots were Texas leather My Levis wet and torn I loved it in Montana Loved it in the storm I think I'm gonna cross that river I just might be reborn New...

Someday I'll be there with you When you're there, I'll be there too If you only knew I will be with you Someday we will meet again When we meet, I'll see you then If you only knew I'll be there with you It will make...

by Lillian Bos Ross, Sam Eskin, Richard Dehr & Frank Miller (Arlo's version is from the singing of Ramblin' Jack Elliott) My name is Juanano de Castro My father was a Spanish Grandee But I won my wife in a card...

words and music by Arlo Guthrie Every now and again when the world seems blue And all of the trials there disappear in you They say that there's a way to get across the bridge But I wouldn't be standing here upon this...

words and music by Arlo Guthrie VERSE: Standing at the threshold of a moment in my life Looking far into the ceaseless wonders of this day Calling from the mountain top "Come give to me your hand Touch me...

Put your arms around me Like a circle 'round the sun You know I'll love you, baby When my easy ridin's done You don't believe I love you Look at the fool I've been You don't believe I'm sinkin' Look at he hole I'm in...

By Arlo Guthrie Wanna hear something? You know that Indians never ate Clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what happened Was that clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the Coastal waters of America for millions...

by Arlo Guthrie Wanna hear something? You know that Indians never ate clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what happened was that clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the coastal waters of America for millions...

Arranged & adapted by Arlo Guthrie As I walked out in the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay "I see...