give and take Come on, communicate Baby, love's not touch and go Like it was some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons
give and take Come on communicate Baby love's not touch and go Like it was some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons
Překlad: Mt Silver. Sión. 13 Blues pro třináct měsíců.
Překlad: Blue Měsíce. Roční období.
Překlad: Blue Měsíce. Kdybych měl na výběr.
Překlad: Patty Loveless. Některé Blue Měsíce před.
They say the sky high above Is Caribbean blue ... If every man says all he can, If every man is true, Do I believe the sky above Is Caribbean blue ... ...
to give and take Come on communicate Baby love's not touch and go Like it was some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons ago Some blue moons
Out of the blue horizon Stretched a band of gold From the straits of Juan De Fuca To the east of Portland, Maine You held my hand As we raced along the
This life is filled with wonder This life is full of days not spent Oh I cannot help but ponder What relevance that lends [Chorus:] Oh but everything
(By Nanci Griffith, Margaret Mary Graham & Mikki Griffith) Saint teresa, your patron childs come home Were you there to greet her? Did your angels know
(Nick Lowe & Paul Carrack) I live on a battlefield Surrounded by the ruins of a love we built And then destroyed between us, the smoke has cleared As
(By Sonny Curtis) Breakin' Rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money and I had none I fought
If you could stand behind my eyes for just one day Could you see my heart beside you? If you knew my love had never flown away Would I be missing you
I will find somebody new Maybe tomorrow I will stop this missing you Maybe tomorrow Times the healer... times the key So all the wise folks say Oh, maybe
sweet blue bonnet spring Highway 90 The jobs are gone We tend our garden We set the sun This is the only place on earth Blue bonnets grow Once a year
This flesh and bone ain't much protection For an honest heart like mine A broken home for good intentions Damaged inventions of my design [Chorus:]
(By Suzy Elkins & Tobert Field) There's a morning train Heading for New Orleans Carrying business men and week day shoppers I have sixteen bucks and
