Тексты песен «Guy Clark»

I like drinking whiskey I like being straight I like a voodoo spinners And I like live bait I like a hundred miles an hour I like Sunday driving too I like being alone with me I like being alone with you Chorus...

Chorus Well it's a nickel for the fiddler. It's a nickel for his tune. It's a nickel for the tambourine kind of afternoon. And it's a high holiday on the 21st of June. And it's country music in the park and everybody's...

Baby don't let 'em blow smoke up your dress Don't let 'em break your heart Don't start thinkin' that life's a mess You've done just fine so far When the ways of the world start getting you down And you're all out of...

Oh a time there was I was feelin' so hopeless It's a wonder I didn't cave in I kept throwing love at all the wrong people Never to see it again. Chorus Oh Lord won't you look what I've found Starin' me right in the...

Well she ain't got no cell phone You got to call her when she's home All of her clocks have got hands Now don't try to e-mail her, you've got to snail mail her You got to take pen in hand Ones and zeros, zeros and ones...

I wish I had a dime for every bad time But the bad times always seem to keep the change You been all alone so you know what I'm saying And when all you can recall is the pain Just you wait until tomorrow when you wake...

She did not want to drive She did not want to fly She did not want to wait For a bus to come by She did not want to hassle She did not want to hurry She didn? want to know What is cost, don? worry Chorus...

Well, I'm gonna leave Texarkana I'm goin' down to Louisiana I'm gonna try my luck in Baton Rouge I'm gonna follow ol' Red River down 'Til I see the lights of town And I ain't gonna get no sleep in Baton Rouge Sayin',...

Sometimes a loser Sometimes a hero This is a lonely captain's story Sword and a pistol by his side Chorus Do Lord oh do remember him Yes, yes, remember him There will be a singer Whenever his time has come to die...

Standing at the window, her face to the glass As far as she can see, the time has come to pass As far as she can see, oh, the sky is all ablaze And this looks like the first of better days She's takin' charge of her...

Black Diamond Strings This Black Diamond Strings Drinkin' 1 W. Harper Playin' Black Diamond Strings Black Diamond Strings Are like white flour and grits You play Black Diamond Strings 'Cause it's all you can get Black...

But he's a black haired boy of some confusion He makes no excuse for the things that he's usin' And he's gentle and wild, a child of the mountain His words are for singing and his days are for countin' He's looking for...

Lawdy mercy land of Goshen Shades of gray out on the ocean Don't you dare take that boat out to sea For the high seas are runnin' You will sure enough be done in If you dare take that boat out to sea 'Cause out there...

It's time for a change I'm tired of that same ol' same The same ol' words the same ol' lines The same ol' tricks and the same ol' rhymes Days precious days Roll in and out like waves I got boards to bend I got planks...

Broken hearted people always seem to drink Tryin' to drown those sorrows, it ain't as easy as you think Living with a liar is a hard old way to go Laughin' just to keep from crying ain't no way to grow old So take me...

At the broken heart ranch You can always get work As a cowfool There's feelin's to wrangle Loose ends to untangle and tie Sun up to sundown Ridin' herd on old memories Sundown to sun up Singin' the bunkhouse blues

Eight years old with flour sack cape Tied all around his neck He climbed up on the garage Figurinwhat the heck He screwed his courage up so tight The whole thing come unwound He got a runninstart and bless his heart...

Let us now praise a carpenter and the things that he made And the way that he lived by the tools of his trade I can still hear his hammer singing ten penny time Working by the hour till the day he died Oh he was tough...

Meanwhile down on Biel Street Drinking in a Biel Street bar There's a fog rollin' off the Mississippi Has anybody seen Arkansas? And the deckhands from the toll boats Come ashore wearin' Mexican shoes They headed...

I found comfort and courage in bottles of whiskey I swear to you friends that that life is some risky I have backed away quickly from those who tried to burn me And stopped up my ears that no one should learn me But the...