Тексты песен «Rosanne Cash»

There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father, John R. "Johnny" Cash, lived. Has no one else figured this out...

Baptize her with bitter tears till she knows your pain is real. Next time you see her on her knees, don't try to make a deal. Don't stare her into silence, with frozen point of view. 'Cause she's got 44 stories: she...

(Verse) It's a hard road but it fits your shoes Son of rhythm, brother of the blues The sound of darkness, the pull of the oak Everything is broken and painted in smoke (Pre-Chorus) But there's a light on Sunday, a new...

If you miss the train I'm on Then you'll know that I have gone You can hear the whistle blow a 100 miles A 100 miles, a 100 miles A 100 miles, one hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow a 100 miles Teardrops fell...

[Verse 1: Rosanne Cash] Rain falls on the paramedics but they do not go inside The street is where it all went down, the street is where he lies The mother in her universe feels nothing but the pain The son who was a...

(Verse) I'm going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress I'll sit on top the magic wall with the voices in my head Then we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest shores And on to Arkansas just to touch...

AIN'T NO MONEY (Rodney Crowell) Everyday now I hear people say My ship is sailin' could be any day Any day now it might not feel so blue My baby tells me stop and look around If you ain't careful, Hon, you're trouble...

Someone was 'round here asking questions About somebody who looks like you I said I don't know where you are Sounded like he was gonna be back someday So I told her where you are She's making it all come true this time...

(Rodney Crowell) I treat him like a stallion I treat him like a lamb I treat him like a pot of gold He treats me like a clown It's daggers when he looks at me Bullets when he speaks Evil how he calls on me Pretending...

(Rodney Crowell) In this modern world we're livin' in The rules ain't like they've ever been Speakin' of spreading it thin That's what you do, flashing your soul That ain't no way to treat your lover Ain't no way to...

(Rosanne Cash) Sometimes it's hard to find words And sometimes the words seem too hard Maybe we're feeling insecure Vecause we're still not used to our parts But if I sound self-assured I tell you I know where I stand...

Do you wanna be honest Or do you wanna win? You could have it all If you could gracefully give in Like when a martyr go sees a martyr Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder 'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain In...

Do you wanna be honest, or do you wanna win? You could have it all if you could gracefully give in. Like when a martyr go sees a martyr. Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder, 'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain...

Do you wanna be honest, or do you wanna win? You could have it all if you could gracefully give in. Like when a martyr go sees a martyr. Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder, 'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain...

Rosanne, baby come on It was a black Cadillac drove you away Everybody's talkin' But they don't have much to say There was a black sky of rain None of it fell One of us gets to go to heaven One has to stay here in hell...

This hills are burning, fields turn to steel The big house is haunted with what we don't feel The streets are empty, no one ever comes around So you know they won't make a sound Burn down this town My lungs are...

My heart is sad and I am in sorrow For the only one I love When shall I see him, oh no, never Till we meet in heaven above Oh, bury me beneath the willow Under the weeping willow tree So he may know where I am sleeping...

(Rosanne Cash) You showed up on my doorstep late last night Said he didn't want to fight no more But going back is near impossible I cried You should had thought of this before He said that he was sorry, changed his...

In the middle of my life When my fate was sealed and tied The heavens rain down fire The earth and moon conspire To open up my eyes Make me face my lies I crawl through an abyss I struggle and resist Somehow I break...

Lock all the doors an' turn out the lights. Work this thing through till we get it right. But if I seem angry an' cold, Or I don't speak at all, It's just that old fear, 'Cause baby, I'm closer than I appear. An' here...