Kevin Fowler - If These Old Walls Could Talk (chorus) If these old walls could talk I'd be a sad man She'd left me long ago If she knew the things
Maybe we? Why don't we sit right here for half an hour? We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we messed up it again I swear we need to find some comfort
Sometimes I feel like an old bent coin Comin' on down the road I'm just a face in the crowd, stuck in the cheap seats Waitin' for lady luck to show Dealer
I might have wound up in L.A. panning for gold Found me a woman to warm up with when the water got cold But I heard that there ain't no gold there There
(chorus) If these old walls could talk I'd be a sad man She'd left me long ago If she knew the things I did back then No, they ain't said a word Stood
Перевод: Револьверы. Старые стены.
Перевод: Stan Ridgway. Старые монеты Бент.
My friend Stan's got a funny old man Oh yeh, oh yeh He makes him work all night Till he can't do it right Oh yeh ah ha Chorus And from the way you blacked
