двери закрыты Когда в чёрную даль укатил воронок Когда счастье твоё мусорами разбито Когда отнят последний твой свободный денёк Ах, судьба воровская
Runnin with the thieves yeah - And slumming with the rats Been runnin fifteen years - You can never bring me back We lived our lives hard - And we lived
This world's a jungle there ain't no justice Laws of nature rule this land Better hide your horses, bury your whiskey Hold your woman any way you can '
It's 3:00 A.M. I'm awake and my heart is still dreaming It's 3:00 A.M. And outside I hear the souls still screaming It's been so long You know since
Rubber on my tires Making contact with the road Sign on the street post tells me Which way I should go Riding down America street Funny that it's one
Al, he sells records down on old St. Charley's Street He's cleaning up Fat Tuesday's mess, he keeps the sidewalks neat And he just lost his father, you
Well now after all the corridors are darkened When the royal crown is off your head To your chambers I will creep not a word we will speak Just love me
Yeah hey, yeah Well, I was sitting in the kitchen Just staring at the cracks in the wall I?ve been sitting here since yesterday Just waiting on you to
Sweet love is keeping a very close score She's cheated death more than one time The tears roll down her face and on to the floor The psychic's been reading
Hey, boy, pushin' on your girlfriend Trying to show her all the pain you feel Yeah, and your head's all scrambled 'cause the love is gone And you don'
Time he was a good friend Yea was a brother of mine We were imaginary comic book superheroes Kids wasting time We were prisoners of our youth We were
Looking back on younger days the view stretched on for miles We charged into our future with laughter and smiles As we traveled blindly, the road became
Thirty pieces of silver screen Deep inside our souls How did we betray our imagination Watching our futures unfold Without a whisper for fear of intrusion
Sittin' on the edge, looking for songs in a bottle Talking with the strangers who don't know my pain And blurry eyed and burned out, choking on more than
This world's a jungle there ain't no justice Laws of nature rule this land Better hide your horses, bury your whiskey Hold your woman any way you can
Sad stories run cheap 'round here No reason to apologize Everybody's had one bad year You've fallon from paradise But you're not alone, you're not alone
Перевод: Промытые, Деми. Нет Воровская честь.
Перевод: Toby Keith. Нет Воровская честь.