(There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) And I walk up and down 'neath the clock (By the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Mister Christopher Columbus Sailed the sea without a compass When his men began a rumpus Up spoke, Christopher Columbus There is land somewhere Until
Oh, ho Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair My
She had a dark and a-rovin' eye, uh, eye And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets She was a nice girl, a proper girl But one of the rovin' kind As I cruised
treasure. Shower you with spices from exotic lands. I wanna be your Galahad in shinging armor, I'll win you a duel, bag you a dragon, I'm not a guy that
Feet up, pat him on the po-po Let's hear him laugh ha-ha Feet up, pat him on the po-po Let's hear him laugh Ain't seen a babe like this before He's so
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Heartaches pelo Número.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Belle Belle My Liberty Belle.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. My Heart Cries For You.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Rock A Billy.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Singing The Blues.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. A menos que.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. In The Sparrow Treetop.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Noventa e Nove Anos.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Knee Deep In The Blues.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You.
Traducción: Guy Mitchell. Ninety Nine Years (Dead Or Alive).
