утёк Блекнет яркий сон На двоих один патрон. Припев: Короли вечерних улиц манят за собою умников и умниц Дарят розы-пистолеты, продают билеты на качели до луны Короли вечерних
[Chamillionaire] Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in Yes, I'm your host and your journalist, Chamillionaire, so let the news
Being with you was all that I needed And I don?t know why you were too blind to see it Now you?re gone And I need you here tonight You know that I can
(instrumental)
A summer day is gone Listen to the evening wind Singing tunes of tamarind Into the setting sun You lie in twilight sleep Dreaming colors deep Today all
And now, the night time Late in the evening, there is the thieving and the trickin' And the trappin' and they ain't actin' We make it happen, we'll get
(Instrumental)
ON THE EVENING TRAIN WRITERS HANK WILLIAMS, AUDREY WILLIAMS The baby's eyes are red from weeping It's little heart is filled with pain And Daddy cried
If I have wounded any soul today If I have caused one's foot to go astray If I have walked in my own willful way Dear Lord, forgive Forgive the sins
Sitting all alone by the fireside Listen to the wind in the chimney top Haven't slept for days and I'm still wide eyed Try not to think, but my mind
Who cares what day it is Or how long we live for? I need to make a judgment About you before my bedtime For when I put my head down on the pillow My
People think that I?m high class But I?m low down all the while People think that I?m crazy When I flash that California smile But I can still Paint
If I have wounded any soul today If I have caused one foot to go astray If I have walked in my own willful way Dear Lord, forgive If I have uttered idol
Evening sun Why don't you stay Just a little longer, please My friends and I Well, our party's almost over Why don't you stay Just a little longer please
Aaa aaa aaa aaa Aaa aaa aaa aaa I travelled to a distant shore I felt I had to go An inner voice had called me there But why I did not know? I saw the
In the alley dogs are barking, chickens crowing down the lane And I feel just like that rooster and his mournful old refrain With sun down on my shoulders
I was loud and a little sad She was visiting from Atlanta, Georgia She had come to spend the summer with her dad I thought she was very pretty We would
(words & music by Battersby - Gabriel) If I have wounded any soul today If I have caused one foot to go astray If I have walk in my own willful way Dear
