Тексты песен «Jim Croce»

Met her in the summer She was selling flowers In the streets of Paris And we passed away the hours Talking with our eyes and laughing 'Cause I spoke not her language Still I remember her Still we understood completely...

How come we can't talk the way we used to do Nothing seems to be the same Have we forgotten all the things we knew Was it you or I who changed We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly Enough of telling stories and...

I was born to sing a good-time song You know that nothin' used to bring me down 'Til the day I fell in love with you And baby that's the day I found... Chorus: You had me singin' the blues Singin' the blues But a...

I was born to sing a good-time song You know that nothin' used to bring me down 'Til the day I fell in love with you And baby that's the day I found... Chorus: You had me singin' the blues Singin' the blues But a...

Seems like such a long time ago I was walking on a lonely road Getting tired of dreamin' alone Like all the lonely people I had known Seems like such a long time ago There was no one who would share my song I was just...

I've been up and down and around and 'round and back again I've been so many places I can't remember where or when And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend Never really was a friend at all I've...

Lazy days in mid July Country Sunday mornin' Dusty haze on summer highways Sweet magnolia callin' But now and then I find myself Thinkin' of the days When we were walkin' in the Alabama Rain Drive in movies, Friday...

My dusty feet have kicked the stones Between a thousand railroad ties From Boston down to New Orleans I left the girls a-cryin' But I've still got some ramblin' in me Got some miles left on my shoes And before I take a...

Well the South side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware of a man named Leroy Brown Now Leroy, more than trouble You see he stand 'bout six foot four All the downtown...

Four-and-twenty virgins come down from Inverness, And when the Ball was over, there were four-and-twenty less, Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall, If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya...

You big fat woman get your fat leg off of me You big fat woman get your fat leg off of me You feel so good Scare the hell out of me You got a great big leg Got a whoppin' thigh Great big leg Got a whoppin' thigh Now...

Big wheel, don't you roll? Big diesel, don't you whine Through the night as I'm runnin' down the road? Big semi, don't you stop 'Cause if you do I'm not gonna make it back To Baltimore with my load? Well, the truck...

Well, out of Southern Illinois Come a down home country boy He gonna make it in the city Playin' guitar in the studio Oh well, he hadn't been there an hour When he met a Broadway flower You know she took him for...

oooo... you might not ever get rich but tell you it's better digging a ditch there aint no telling who you might meet a moviestar or maybe even an Indian Cheif working at the carwash working at the carwash yeeh come on...

I don't gamble, I don't fight I don't be hangin' in the bars at night Yeah I used to be a fighter but Now I am a wiser man I don't drink much, I don't smoke I don't be hardly mess around with no dope Yeah I...

A child arrived just the other day, came to the world in the usual way, But there were planes to catch and bills to pay, he learned to walk while I was away He was talking before I knew it and as he grew he said I'm...

Chain Gang - Written by - Sam Cooke He Don't Love You - Written by - J. Butler, C. Mayfield & C. Carter Searchin' - Written by - Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's...

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin',...

Chain Gang - Written by - Sam Cooke He Don't Love You - Written by - J. Butler, C. Mayfield & C. Carter Searchin' - Written by - Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's...

I know a fool who blows a horn He comes from way down South, oh yeah And you ain't seen some blowin' since you been born Like when a trombone's to his mouth He wails and moans, grunts and groans He can moan just like a...