Тексты песен «Dwight Yoakam»

At every glance, you steal from me I catch your eyes still offering You've got desire bought with deceit 'Cause borrowed love ain't never free I vainly swear in my starved mind To crave your look only one more...

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry 'Cause, She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he...

(Dwight Yoakam) She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but...

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry 'Cause, She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he...

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he took her away...

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair Oh, she had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry Oh, she wore red dresses and told such sweet lies Though I never knew him, he...

(Dwight Yoakam) She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he...

(Dwight Yoakam) She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he...

(d. yoakam) Chorus: Bury me along the big sandy Down in the blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth does tremble Now don't you mourn for me when my soul is free Woman don't...

Chorus: Bury me along the Big Sandy Down in those glue, grey mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth does tremble Now don't you mourn for me when my soul is free Woman don't you cry...

(D. Yoakam) Chorus: Bury me along the big sandy Down in the blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth does tremble Now don't you mourn for me when my soul is free Woman don't you cry...

Chorus: Bury me along the big sandy Down in the blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth does tremble Now don't you mourn for me when my soul is free Woman don't you cry Just...

Sweet heart of mine Can't you hear me calling A million times I loved you best I miss treated you Girl, and I'm sorry Come back to me Is my request Well the days are dark And the nights are long Sence you...

Carmelita I hear mariachi static on my radio The tubes they glow in the dark There with you in Ensenada And I'm here in Echo Park. Carmelita, hold me tighter Yeah, I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung...

Carmelita I hear mariachi static on my radio The tubes they glow in the dark There with you in Ensenada And I'm here in Echo Park. Carmelita, hold me tighter Yeah, I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung...

(Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - to - do) (Woo - hoo - ooo - oop - to - do - do) (Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - to - do) (Doo - do - do - do - op - to - do.) The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin' Way out where the...

(Roy Orbison) I got a brand new baby And I feel so good She loves me even better Than I thought she could I'm on my way to her house And I'm plumb out of breath When I see her tonight I'm gonna squeeze her to death...

She's in some honky tonk tonight, I know She's dancing where the music's loud and lights are low In a crowded bar she likes to hang around And as long as there's a honky tonk she'll never settle down So close up...

(Dwight Yoakam) Come on Christmas Please take me away Keep me hidden safe 'Til January's second day Come on Christmas Come on Noel I'll wrap myself Up in the cheer That's so abundant This time of year Come on...

(Freddi Mercury) This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get 'round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries...