wars, that I have lost and won. Yeah, and my friends might as me, what color are these blues? And then I might say, black is their color, black as any
felt more like running away But why should I go 'cause I couldn't stay Without you, you got me singing the blues Well, I never felt more like singin' the blues
Перевод: Black Oak Arkansas. Поющая блюз.
Перевод: Black Oak Arkansas. Черный блюз.
