Traducción: Mocedades. Iruten (La Hilandera).
Hand me down my walkin' cane Hand me down my hat Hurry now and don't be late 'Cause we ain't got time to chat You and me were goin' out To catch the
Since I met you I've begun to feel so strange Every time I speak your name, that's funny You say that you are so helpless too That you don't know what
This is our fork on the road Love's last episode There's nowhere to go, oh, no You made your choice Now it's up to me to bow out gracefully Though you
Sometimes a girl will come and go You reach for love but life won't let ya know That in the end, you'll still be lovin' her But then shes gone, you're
Who do you think you are Who do you wanna be You're the only one that really knows Maybe you'll be surprised After your search is through When you find
We may not have a mansion on the hill minks coats and diamonds by the score but the things we have no man could ever take it Just the two of us Now who
Whenever you feel your world is falling down Love just can't be found to help you make it through Nothing will do Whenever you feel life turn a back on
Ho, why should you go to the left? Why should I go to the right? Why must we argue this way? Why must we fuss and fight? Oh, together we can make such
Like howdy doo, your tin soldiers, your clowns too They're all laughing at you, I'm laughing at you too Like basketball, 5 fouls and that was all The
I can't waste my time Trying every line All the tricks I used before One, too many times And I won't buy you things Or give you diamond rings I won't
When I was 17, I ran away from home And from everything, I had ever known I was sick and tired living in a town Filled with narrow minds and hate They
That's what girls are made for To hug and to kiss (That's what girls are made for) To love and to miss (That's what girls are made for) You gotta hug
When you have tried to give your all You try to stand and then you fall There is no crutch for love that's lame When you find out, it's all a game (Then
Where are the smiles, the laughter and fun? Something is bugging almost every one. The pressure and fear, can turn very clear. There must be some way
So you think you're mind's made up 'Cause he sold you a bill of goods Now you think he's everything Tend to fall for his lines, yes, you would His standard
Oooooooooh-oh-oooooooooh I'll keep working my way back to you, babe With a burning love inside Hey, I'm working my way back to you, babe And the happiness
