Тексты песен «Chris Edwards»

Maybe John wrote one or two for Yoko Well, I don't know; no, I don't know. Sang for her a song that the rest of us won't hear. Maybe so, maybe it's so. If I could just get across town where this noise ain't in my...

He came from Monahans That's in West Texas lands Where the wind blows mournfully. With a guitar a' strummin' And a banjo that was frailin'. He came around with a story or two to tell. He hit the red brick streets...

I remember summer afternoons with you And back-porch evenings too. We'd sit around and laugh among ourselves And a light breeze Came to touch us every now and then. Now I'm left to hold The memories of the times...

Nothin' better than being with you You and me, yeah, that makes two Chasin' all the clouds away Just to spend another day with you, Yeah, with you. Got a basket full of flowers That I'd like to give to you The...

Every day seems to find another way To lead me to a place where I don't want to stay. I just want to cling to the pieces Of what's been tossed away. You know it's just so hard to find Any rhyme or methodology in...

Cigarettes, vodka and an old George Jones song Can't really tell you why I hung around so long. There's room at the top, but I'm staring straight down. My eyes planted there like it's all that I've found. I never...

Stuck in the middle Is such a dangerous place to be But at least it ain't as bad Nor as lonely as The position known as neutral 'Cause if you're stuck there long enough, You'll find yourself all alone And it's a...

Little bluejay on my window sill, Sorry but I've nothing for you to fill Your beak with today, I can't even make myself a meal anyway. Why are you stuck out there Outside in the cold? Is it a by-product of not...

I wound up sifting through memories The ones that seemed to mean so much at their time. I wound up with head in hands Staring at the floor As you headed on out that door, Taking the remains, in bits and pieces...