Тексты песен «Robert Earl Keen»

The evening sun was sinkin' down, a chill north wind a-blows The new plowed ground was coolin' fast, the river rolls and flows Beneath the two lane concrete river bridge between my place And town on that hot bed farm to...

It's been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day The day the fever got him, and took him far away Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was true Far away the fiddler's bowing, the grass...

I had a hose, her name was Bad Luck, She wasn't good lookin', but she sure could buck. Yeah hoo- Hey, hey, Yippy-i Ki-ay. I put my momma on her, she threw her in the air, Momma said, "Son, that's a mother-buckin'...

She said she never really loved you Guess ya knew it all along Still you're willing to take the blame For everything that went wrong Now there's an ugly little pistol on the table And a letter in your hand When the sun...

Up this morning Before the sun Fixed me some coffee and a honey bun Jumped in my pickup Gave her the gas I'm goin' out to catch a five pound bass Down by the lake side Just off the ramp All them people sleeping in...

This old porch is just a big ol' red and white Hereford bull Standin' under a mesquite tree in Agua Dulce, Texas He just keeps on playin' hide and seek with that hot August sun Sweatin' and a pantin' cause his work is...

Then there was the time I saw the great Hank Williams singing on the stage in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and he was all dressed up in drag From his rose red lips to his rhinestone hips he belted out song after song as...

We left New York City, with nuthin' but a song, she'll be coming' 'round the mountain when she comes. We wound up in Woodstock, at an old time jamboree, came to see the man behind the drums. (Chorus) Levon digs the...

I've been riding all day long through the wall of rain In the shadow of the mountains on the barren plains To my angel in the village where a lamplight glows If the dogs there don't betray me, no one will know In the...

Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of ciggs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer between her...

He was walkin' through the alley way Where the drifters sleep and the wild dogs play The moon was black, the sky was grey He thought he was alone She was waiting at the rose hotel across the street from the wishing...

In a year that is not now From a place unknown I travel on the mountain roads Looking for someone Sewn inside my vest, a letter Tells me where and when In my purse a sacred dagger On my horse I run Restless girl...

I'm looking for somebody who might have come this-a-way Could have been an hour ago, or maybe yesterday She's pretty as a flower and shining as a star I never thought she'd ever come so far I'm tryin' to find a woman,...

There were lean times, they were tough There were mean times they were rough And the good times didn't outweigh the bad I was sad you were bitter But you were no quitter When nothin' was all that we had We were...

Down the hill Through the light Past the city jail I watch and walk Every night I wondered who to tell How can I tell my father? He's been gone all these years I couldn't tell my father I couldn't bear the tears...

You say you're clearing out, the devil's in your eyes No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes The ticket's in your hand, you've made that final call The hard words flying by like punches in a barroom...

VERSE1 She wasn't bad. She wasn't good. She was just what she was. She had a thing makes a man, do the things he does. She had a way. A special way, to speak without a word. I swear to you, this very day, that this is...

Everyone in Nacogdoches Knew Tom Ames would come to some bad end 'Cause the sheriff caught him Stealin' chickens and such by the time that he was ten One day his daddy took a ten-dollar bill He tucked it in his hand He...

Train Trek Lyrics for Album: Farm Fresh Onions Tracks are starting to rumble, wheels beginning to roll There's a short handle shovel full of number 9 coal Hey, mister brakeman are we running on time No, mister...

You've been standin' on the corner for a thousand nights It's the slowest corner known to man Watchin' strange faces passin' 'neath the lights With a bottle wavin' in your hand You got just enough money for some...