Тексты песен «Eagles»

I've been walkin' through the fields And on the streets of town Trying to make sense of what you left me Everything that I believed in Has been turned upside down And now it seems the whole wide world's gone crazy But...

You will never see that hangin' tree Wellthe towns lay out across the dusty plains Like graveyards filled with tombstoneswaitin' for the names And a man could use his backor use his brains But some just went stir...

They were duelin', Doolin-Dalton, high or low, it was the same. Easy money and faithless women, redeye whiskey for the pain. Go down, Bill Dalton, it must be God's will, two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeyville. Two...

(G. Frey, J. Browne, D. Henley, J.D. Souther) They were doolin, doolin-dalton High or low, it was the same Easy money, and faithless women Red eye whiskey for the pain. Go down little dalton, it must be God's will Two...

The queen of diamonds let you down, She was just an empty fable The queen of hearts you say you never met Your twisted fate has found you out And it' fin'lly turned the tables Stole your dreams and paid you with...

(G. Frey, J. Browne, D. Henley, J.D. Souther) Well the stage was set, the sun was sinkin lowdown. As they came to town to face another showdown. The lawmen cleared the people from the street. All you bloodthirsty...

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Early in the morning about the break of day the earlybird is working so his life don't fade away spends his life denying that he's got no time for flying in the breeze High up on his own, the eagle flies alone...

Early in the mornin' about the break of day the earlybird is workin' so his life don't fade away. He'll spend his days denyin' that he's got no time for flyin in the breeze. While high up on his own the eagle flies...

I don't know what you say Every single holy day, Never in my life I see How can it be, what's it for me? I know that you know that we know that you know Every what's his name I know that you know that we know...

Now, where you going? Now, what's the rush? You listen here No, you just hush I know what you think That man don't know anything But I've been around a while I know what's happening Everybody wanna check you out...

Well, ain't it a shame That our short little memories Never seem to learn The message of history We keep makin' the same mistakes Over and over and over and over again And then we wonder why We're in the shape we're in...

Went to a party just last night Wanted to bring the year in right Woke up this morning I don't know how Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR FUNKY NEW YEAR Ooo, Ahh,...

I turn on the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves Victim of this, victim of...

I turn on the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers at everbody else spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves Victim of this, victim of that...

Move in, Can't you see she wants you She has you deep in her eyes You been wond'rin' why she haunts you Beauty in the devil's disguise She can tell you all about it She sees it in the stars She'll burn you if you...

You're the only one who's ever heard my song I might be lonely now, but I won't be lonely long Take a look at me, baby Tell me, what do you see? Take a look at me, baby You're lookin' at the brand new me I'm like a...

Somebody's gonna hurt someone Before the night is through Somebody's gonna come undone There's nothin' we can do Everybody wants to touch somebody If it takes all night Everybody wants to take a little chance And make...

Somebody's gonna hurt someone before the night is through Somebody's gonna come undone. There's nothin' we can do. Everybody wants to touch somebody if it takes all night. Everybody wants to take a little chance...

Get Over It I turn on the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves Victim...