Тексты песен «George Jones»

(George Jones) I'm just a singer A natural-born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger To sad old songs I'm not a walk-behinder I'm a new note finder But my name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone. So I started...

Tonight the bottle let me down And left your memory come around The one true friend I thought I'd found Tonight the bottle let me down. Each night I leave the bar room when it's over Not feeling any pain at closing...

When I awke this a morning The rain was a pouring down I was gonna wed the little river girl Just over the bridge across town. Now, I'm a runnin' up and down the river And my nerves are drivin' me wild Because the...

(Man speaks): Dearly beloved, we are gathered together, In the presence of God, and these witnesses, To join this man and this woman in the bonds, Of holy matrimony. Do you Tammy, take this man, George To be your...

[ vocal only ] [B7] You Don't know who I [E] am But I know all about [A] you I've come to talk to you [B7] tonight About the things I've seen you [ E] do. [ vocal only ] [B7] I've come to set the record [E] straight...

Through a tear I stare at your picture I can still feel your lips close to mine The day I lose your memory Is the day I lose my mind. Late at night your voice still wakes me I reach out with my arms open wide The day I...

Oh, the devil has turned this big old world into a party place The next year that you got a drink and a lover to embrace Now you think he's being good to you but he's got his sneaky ways And the devil is gathering...

I've heard the sound of my dear old mama crying And the sound of the train that took me off to war And the awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding And I wondered if I could take it anymore There were times when they...

I hear people talkin' bad, About the way they have to live here in this country; Harpin' on the wars we fight, An' gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be. I don't mind 'em switchin' sides, An' standin' up for things...

He put his arm around her shoulder With a voice that sounded older He said, "Mom, I got something on my mind I don't wanna bother you but I sure need to talk to you If you can only spare the time. And Mom I hope you...

He's living in that big old house That he knows was built by me He's playing with the baby That belongs to her and me. At night he loves a woman That was held by these two hands It must be leaving hell to live With a...

There's a picture that I carry, One we made some time ago If they ask who's in the picture with me, I say just a girl, I used to know. Just a girl, I used to go around with Just a friend, from long ago, I don't tell...

Step right up, come on in If you'd like to take the grand tour Of a lonely house that once was home sweet home I have nothing here to sell you, Just some things that I will tell you Some things I know will chill you to...

Well, it won't be long now Until that 'ol sun goes down And darkness helps me hide my shameful tears. My wife works all night long For a man who's halfway gone She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs. Chorus:...

T: By a fountain back in Rome I fell in love with you T: In a small cafe in Athens you said you loved me too G: And it was April in Paris, when I first held you close to me T: Rome, Georgia G: Athens, Texas B: And...

I was the best looking thing she ever had her arms around At least that's what I told all over town It was a privilege for her to watch just to keep me here While I lay home and watch TV, sippin' on a cold, cold beer...

(G) Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter That looks like (D) Elvis I (C) soaked the label (Am) off (D7) a Flintstone Jelly Bean (G) jar I cleared us off a place on that one little table that you (D) left...

(G) Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter That looks like (D) Elvis I (C) soaked the label (Am) off (D7) a Flintstone Jelly Bean (G) jar I cleared us off a place on that one little table that you (D) left...

Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend? What have I done that has made you so different and cold? Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again Will you be happy when you are withered and old? I can not offer...

THE LAST TOWN I PAINTED (Writer Buddy Word) a?a a?a '63 Glad Music a?a I came home the other night I've been out on a town I searched talk through the house she was not around I finally found her note it red this is...