Тексты песен «Flatt And Scruggs»

The courtroom was crowded the judge waited there My mother was crying when I left my chair The sentence were sharpful they cut like a knife For ninety ninety years folks is almost for life I dreamed of the whistle I...

Well a hundred years from now I won't be crying A hundred years from now I won't be blue And my heart will have forgotten that she broke every vow I won't care a hundred years from now Oh, it seems like only...

My latest sun is sinking fast my race is nearly run My strongest trials now are past my triump has began Oh come angel band come and around me stand Bear me away on your snowy wings to my imortal home Bear me away...

Clyde Barrow told Bonnie Parker hon we're broke now so you better get your gun Tell a driver put this Marmon in high you're gonna take another ride with Clyde Oh the bullets flew and the Barrow gang knew they're...

Now everybody calls me Bo I got no money but all my row Some folks say I'm just a no good kind I can ride for miles in an old boxcar Smoke cigarettes butts and used cigars Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line Hear that...

I wonder if I'll ever forget you And if our love that's true ever dies I can't forget the kisses you gave me Or memories of your two baby blue eyes I'll always keep a memory of you Visions of eyes as blue as the...

I'm out on the sea filled with sorrows Tossed like a ship who ran afore I'm seeking the help of my Savior By the way of the Cross, I must go Back to the Cross and to Jesus Back to the Cross I am called I've drifted too...

Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Jed Poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed Then one day he was shooting for some food, And up through the ground come a bubbling crude (Oil that is, black gold,...

I remember the times when the devil himself packed a bad seed in life for fear Bonnie and Clyde were the talk of the land everybody talked about the Barrow gang Oh the Barrow gang will get you little man I remember my...

I thought I'd seen pretty girls in my time That was before I met you I never saw one that I wanted for mine That was before I met you I thought I was swinging the world by its tail I thought I could never be...

Well, I had the blues But now they're gone I'm on a big black freight train And we're movin' on I'm on a big black train and I'm movin' on I'm on a big black train and I'll soon be gone Well, this big black train, it...

Can't you hear the whistle of my big spike hammer Lord it's busting my side I've done all I can do to keep that woman happy Still she's not satisfied Hey hey Della Mae Why do you treat me this way Hey hey Della...

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind How many roads must a man walk down before they call him a man? Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand? Yes and how many times must...

There's a well beaten path in the old mountainside Where I wandered when I was a lad And I wandered alone to the place I call home In those Blueridge hills far away Oh I love those hills of old Virginia From those...

Come through ol' Nashville come through a flyin' Studded bout my little darlin' couldn't keep from cryin' Honey babe I'm bound to ride don't you wanna go [ fiddle ] Goin' to Atlanta just to look around if things...

When it's decoration day up in Heaven There's a bouquet I'm longing to see There's a flower somewhere in this bouquet And means all the world to me Now, tonight the old home place's lonely Since Mother has been called...

Boy Named Sue Well my daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much for Ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze Now I don't blame him because he run and hid But the meanest thing...

I recieved the letter you wrote dear In which you said you'd wait for me I'm asking you to please not to wait dear It will only ruin your life I see [Chorus:] Now please don't wait for me darling We could never...

See that engine puffin' boy she's making time That old train's blowin' off the rail rail rail Headin' for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringin' in the Georgia mail Ninety miles an hour and she's gaining speed...

See the engine puffing, boy she's making time That old trains wearing out the rail, rail, rail Heading for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringing in the Georgia mail Ninety miles an hour and she's gaining...