Everything's been said before There's nothing left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch Rebel
Well, I might have gone fishin', I got to thinkin' it over The road to the river is a mighty long way Well, it must be the reason a no rhyme or no reason
She came her to see me today In prison where I have to stay But this time she came here To tell me goodbye Pretending that I understood I held back the
Come lay by my side little darlin' Come lay your cool hand on my brow Promise me that you will always Be nobody's darlin' but mine You're as sweet as
I played a brand new record on the jukebox And I scarcely could believe the song I heard It told of how you left me for another It was almost like I'd
When my blue moon turns to gold again When the rainbow turns the clouds away When my blue moon turns to gold again You'll be back in my arms to stay
Překlad: Merl Haggard. Nikdo není Darlin 'ale důl.
Překlad: Merl Haggard. Moje ruce jsou svázané.
Překlad: Merl Haggard. Je to můj líný den.
: Las manos de Maria la loca, Con el dulce puente de humo entre la pipa y su boca, Maria me hace de sonar, purifica mis sentidos al pasar. Y si no hay
