Тексты песен «Trisha Yearwood»

Dreamed of you in my solitude I told myself way back when That if my prayers Could get me there I'd never let you go again Darlin' I had lost you once Thought my world had come to an end Now in my hands A second chance...

I'm sittin' in this cafe People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think And that's not a bad thing The coffee keeps on coming Waiter keeps smilin' As I'm ridin' on this river of caffeine And that's not a bad thing I...

Don't come knockin' on my door no more Don't you come around here messin' with me Don't call me, baby, your pretty lady Ain't the same little woman that she used to be Don't you come over here layin' on the horn Don't...

"Nothin' 'Bout Memphis" Can't believe I'm back here again Feels like a lifetime and a thousand miles since then It was just one summer night But the kind of night you never can forget And I'm here with my baby and...

Sittin' on a bus, rollin' down through Georgia Don't know where I'm goin' And I don't care, what's new I've got nothin' to lose Had no sleep, goin' on three days Smoked my last cigarette Somewhere near Atlanta It's...

I'm catchin' this south bound train I've had enough of the pouring rain Chilled to the bone, I have to go Love was never a friend of mine The only friend that I have is time It's down the track, ain't lookin' back...

You think you got me wrapped around your finger You treat me like my mama raised a fool But I'll tell you how you'll feel When you hear my tires squeal And I'm gone with somebody new It's gonna be oh lonesome you...

You think you got me wrapped around your finger You treat me like my mama raised a fool But I'll tell you how you'll feel when you hear my tires squeal And I'm gone with somebody new It's gonna be oh lonesome you...

On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you there With the snow falling down around you Like a silent prayer And once on a street in New York City With the jazz and the sin in the air And once on a cold L.A...

If you can truthfully say That you've been true just one day Well that makes one in a row One in a row, one in a row And if you can look into my eyes One time without telling lies Well that makes one in a row One in a...

So many times, love went south Down into the valley of the shadow of doubt My faith was falling, my hope was gone I wandered in the wilderness, all alone You came to me like a revelation In your arms, I found salvation...

Sunday morning when the paper comes Let's read it front to back And see what's going on Drink our coffee by the flower bed And talk about the stuff that's running through our heads When you look at me the way you...

Well, this is what happens when you fall for a pistol... No, no, I don't mean no gun. Talkin' 'bout a man with bells and whistles... The kind that keeps your heart on the run. I met that cat in a two-bit juke-joint.....

I've never seen two people in my life More determined to ignore the obvious We better stop thinking Let our hearts start doing the talking You'd have to be stone deaf dumb and blind Not to see what's going on with...

I don't buy the lines in magazines That tell me what I've gotta be I don't base my life on a movie screen I don't fit the mold society has planned I don't need to be nineteen years old Or starve myself for some weight...

Santa had a cup of coffee and he ate a little snack Thru his pack right over his back Open the windows of his little shack And Shouted Oh Dasher and Dancer Vixen and Blitzen come on here Were gonna get a-going and...

I told myself I'd stay away... I got no business 'round here today. You're so not good for me, and everybody knows, The way you break my heart again and again. But before I know, I'm too close One sweet look... And...

Every day here you come walkin' I hold my tongue, I don't do much talkin' You say you're happy and you're doin' fine Well go on baby, I got plenty of time, 'cause Sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie For a while I've...

Well it's Christmas time pretty baby The snow is fallin' on the ground Yeah, it's Christmas time pretty baby The snow is fallin' on the ground Well, you be a real good little baby Santa Claus is back in town Got no...

ooh yeah mmmhmmm Rosie: I was walking home on Christmas eve The whole neighborhood was fast asleep The snow was falling, coming down hard The place looked like a picture post card Trisha: And when my house came into...