Тексты песен «Dave Carter And Tracy Grammer»

236-6132 is the number of my love Even though it's been some time since he made fair to answer 'Cause he feints and fades from view like a fighter ducks a glove Though i play the highway kind and he the china dancer...

In fair silver city on the blind side of fate I grew up to manhood on the narrow and straight But prideful i stumbeled, and foolish i fell In the silken fine trammels of a cruel yankee belle Slender and wicked,...

All rise, behold the famous disappearing man Who comes in crimson robes but leaves in yellow rags Hear now his ancient call to union And the furious communion of the maiden and the stag In the dark, in the dawn,...

On a sleepy endless ocean when the world lay in a dream There was rhythm in the splash and roll, but not a voice to sing So the moon shone on the breakers and the morning warmed the waves Till a single cell did jump...

Hey-yah My love has gone all upon the crimson trail His drum at dawn beating brimstone through the veil Clear light through smoke and ash And balmy seas, where breakers crash and roll Gentle soldier of my soul...

Down to a dollar in a terrible fix, i was hopin my bookie would call Coolin my heels at the motel six, waitin for the axe to fall Phone rings, man, i'm white as a ghost But it's my baby on the line from the jersey...

Woodpecker woman, chipaway, whittle, carve my name in a hick'ry fiddle Dance all night, dream just a little, i go like the raven Down in the meadow, deep in the holler, bullfrong sing to the bug-eyed crawler Slide...

She come down from oklahoma with her brown-eyed pride and joy She come down from oklahoma with her brown-eyed pride and joy The fair-haired desdemona and her ramblin guitar boy Well they kept to thorn-brake thickets...

In a castle keep, in a vault of stone, in a house at the end of the lane And old man weeps in his door alone and he sings out this mournful refrain She will not come back, she will not come back Though the mountains...

Common cool, he was a proud young fool in a kick-ass wal-mart tie Rippin down the main drag, trippin on the headlights rollin by In the early dawn when the cars were gone, did he hear the master's call? In the...

He sang the power and glory down the hill at evenin The rain, the river roarin, wild geese at their grievin All the way to nashville town he strayed The power and glory did not come to meet him He worked the...

Mother red river she wind like a copperhead Coils and boils over dennison dam Little white houses, eggs on the rocky bed I am the sun of the serpent, I am Raised on the river, washed in the blood Blood run...