farto do unissono com a vida Eu sou, sou sua sabia Nao importa onde for vou te catar Te vou cantar te vou te vou te vou te vou Eu sou, sou sua sabia
bet you, bet you, bet you didn't know it bet you, bet you, bet you didn't know it bet you, bet you, bet you didn't know it bet you, bet you, bet you didn
The way you look at me, at me, at me Could be in an old film in black and white But your hair's too short and your jean's too tight Maybe we should let
For the way you changed my plans For being the perfect distraction For the way you took the idea that I have Of everything that I wanted to have And made
Lost touch with my soul I had nowhere to turn, I had nowhere to go Lost sight of my dream Thought it would be the end of me I, I thought I'd never make
descarga sera mas grande, cuando dejaron de cuidarla estallo una violencia natural en sus aires, se pondra firme por querer despojar a aquellos ignorantes sabios
Once I was young yesterday Perhaps danced with Jim and Paul and kissed some other chaps Once I was young but never was naive I thought I had a trick or
From the very start It?s my own fault for what happens to my heart You see, I?ve always known you?d go
I'd rather stay in bed all day. In bed with you lying closely right by my side. With no one to make us take one step outside. Under the covers with you
When the world's coming down like an anvil on your head. You must make it, you can take it, if you just kick back. It's all part of living this surviving
I'm falling down, I'm staggering I'm here and then I'm gone And if you try to find me I'm nowhere to be found I'm in somebody's shadow In someone else
Outside my window I see trouble. On the faces on the people in the streets below. One gets a feeling discontentment. Why there is anger I don't know
So many times you'd like to just leave behind. But there's no way out, no way out. In my eyes, I see what you get. You take a chance you get regret. There
When the night has come and the land is dark And the moon is the only, only light we see No I won't be afraid, no no no no no no I won't be afraid Just
(I never knew I) (I never knew I) Mic check, one two (I never knew I) Who woulda knew? (I never knew I) Who'da known? (I never knew I) Fuck, what a story
Written by don helms and hank williams Recorded by ray price feb. 8, 1952, with the drifting cowboys (d) you ask me why my (d7) heart's so (g) sad, And