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Bobby Bare lyrics
Bobby Bare lyrics
"Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics"
Babaroga Lyrics
Ti jesi mangup citam ti s lica Tebi se svidja svaka suknjica Al nemas srece sto si me sreo Znam sta hoces i
Ti jesi mangup citam ti s lica Tebi se svidja svaka suknjica Al nemas srece sto si me sreo Znam sta hoces i
I hear that train a comin' rollin' around the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
And that train keeps a movin' on down to San Antone
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Die Maske Lyrics
ich atme hinter deiner maske den ganzen tag von dir unentdeckt ich warte hinter deiner maske das ganze jahr von diren I was a baby my mama told me son
Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns
But I shot a cat in Reno just to watch him die
Yeah I know I had it comin' I hang my head and cry
[ dobro - harmonica ]
Ibet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
Prob'ly drinkin' coffeee and smokin' big cigars
Well I'm stuck in Folsom Prison that's where I'll always be
And them people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me
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I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to stay
Yeah I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
ich atme hinter deiner maske den ganzen tag von dir unentdeckt ich warte hinter deiner maske das ganze jahr von dir
Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns
But I shot a cat in Reno just to watch him die
Yeah I know I had it comin' I hang my head and cry
[ dobro - harmonica ]
Ibet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
Prob'ly drinkin' coffeee and smokin' big cigars
Well I'm stuck in Folsom Prison that's where I'll always be
And them people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me
Y
Condor Ave Lyrics
she took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue and she locked the car and slipped past into rythmic quietude lights b
eah if they freed me from this prison and that railroad train was mineshe took the Oldsmobile out past Condor Avenue and she locked the car and slipped past into rythmic quietude lights b
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to stay
Yeah I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away