Тексты песен «Marty Stuart»

Once again, I face Satan this morning And I battle him, all the day long But in my weakness, God sent reinforcements And at sundown, I'll sing Victory's song And the sun's comin' up, in the morning Every tear will be...

Written by Robbie Robertson I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling about half past dead I Just need some place here I can lay my head "Hey Mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed" He just grinned and...

Written by Robbie Robertson I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling about half past dead I Just need some place here I can lay my head "Hey Mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed" He just grinned and shook my...

Written by Marty Stuart and Ronny Scaife There was a time I could drink my cares away And drown out all of the heartaches that hurt me night and day When the thought of you came crashing through, I'd have one more But...

Written by Merle Kilgore and Tillman Franks Give me my cycle and a star-filled sky above And a good lookin' woman with a heart full of love I'll go to any honky tonk in any old town 'Cause I am the wild one and I'll...

Well there's a rainbow At the end of every storm, ooh When trouble and trials stand in your way When you get weary, too weary to pray Look to the sky and reach for his arm There's a rainbow at the end of every storm,...

(For a Long, Long Time) Baby, close that suitcase, let's turn this thing around We've got everybody talking all over town But if you have to leave, well keep one thing in mind Oh this one's gonna hurt you for a long,...

Baby, close that suitcase, let's turn this thing around We've got everybody talking all over town But if you have to leave, well keep one thing in mind Oh this one's gonna hurt you for a long, long time There's a bottle...

Baby, close that suitcase, let's turn this thing around We've got everybody talking all over town But if you have to leave, well keep one thing in mind Oh this one's gonna hurt you for a long, long time There's a bottle...

Lester: Alright you wanna sing TIL THE END OF THE WORLD ROLLS AROUND. Let's do it. 'Til the end of the world rolls 'round, I'll keep on lovin' you As long as the sun comes up and comes down 'Til the big blue sky comes...

When I was a young man I thought I knew everything But I didn't know nothing, till I found you I used to get around some, I thought I'd seen everything But I hadn't seen nothing, till I found you Till I found you there...

Mr. Uncle Josh, would you kindly play me Some deep southern blues On that hound dog guitar there Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah Marty Robbins 'El Paso' Waylon Jennings 'Ramblin' Man' Roger Miller 'King Of...

Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah. Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller -...

Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah. Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller -...

(At The End Of The Money) I paid the bank note, the car note, an' yes, I paid the 'phone bill too. An' then I turned around an' I found that the house note's due. Well, I'd love to take you out like I said I would,...

I paid the bank note, the car note, an' yes, I paid the 'phone bill too An' then I turned around an' I found that the house note's due Well, I'd love to take you out like I said I would, honey But there's too much month...

At a red hot truck stop With a dirt floor parking lot A waitress named Shirley Poured him some coffee and she said "Hello stranger where're you going? I see the dust of where you've been Seems like the fire of trouble...

Written by Johnny Cash I walked through the big yard, to feel the warm sunshine A ninety-nine year man, stepped over to me He offered a smoke, and said as I rolled it Tomorrow I'm goin', to break out and go free They...

While on this earth, Jesus did a lot of talkin' He proved it in His words and in His walkin' Well, He was not a man of this worldas design Iam here to tell you, friends, He was one of a kind He gave us many gifts, gifts...

Big hair, pink lips, eyes all painted up Spray net and George Strait riding in her pickup truck Midnight, highway, headed for the club Siam Heartbeat hot spot, looking for a cowboy man I'm a talking about Western...