Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song Poor Howard had a wife and she
He always sings, raggedy music to the cattle As he swings, back and forward in the saddle On a horse, the pretty good horse, that syncopated, gaited There
Take away the breath of flowers It would surely be a sin Take the rain from April showers It's a sin Take away the violins, dear From a lovely symphony
Traducción: Eddy Arnold. Howard pobres.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. Cada Um com Seu.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. Eu te amo por razões sentimentais.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. Meu Adobe Hacienda.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. 'Till Nós dois somos um.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. Não.
Traducción: Howard, Eddy. Há sim! Sim! In Your Eyes.
