Hardin draw You know he can skin his gun He won't say how many tried and died Up against the top hand Up against the wrong man 'Cause Hardin wouldn't run
Run softly blue river my darlin's asleep Run softly blue river run cool and deep Run softly blue river my darlin's asleep Run softly blue river run cool
Перевод: Johnny Cash. Выполнить Мягко Blue River.
Перевод: Johnny Cash. Хардин 'не будет работать.
know shit Tryin' to tell y'all, what's a fuckin' street hit The shit's way off course It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse You
pictures of hairy armed women liberationists And Jackie Onassis blowing her nose The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones Johnny Cash
go If I'm looking agitated, bitch you better run hoe I use to do the baguettes, but now I'm VS-1's though Princess cuts straight up and down, Johnny
us rock groups Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps
you'd better ask MC Hammer 'bout this bad mama jama tall kid with the hoopa hypa lipta-gramma watch out yo it's time for MC bashin' got more loot than my man Johnny Cash
Refrain: Four strong winds that blow long Seven seas that run high All these things that won't change Come what may Well, our good times are all gone
strange things done 'neath the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold
some point his tear ducts ran dry He grew to be a man, the feces hit the fan Things got bad, but he couldn't cry His dog was run over, his wife up and
My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run; My strongest trials now are past, My triumph is begun. Refrain: Oh, come, angel band, Come and
deville, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal Took a chill, but I still had to pose And if I pause, it's because I left my condom Chorus: johnny
the Wu is back I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is back Up at Killa Bee headquarters, full rips is poured up I saw Johnny sippin
sick of this hater-ism How my gat gonna try to keep comin' Ain't it hard dealin', slangin' dope Fill the block with the niggas here to run off the Bone
, Drex Luthor [unverified] Then pull pens to report to zoopers? I'm a 6-4 rap, 44 mag calicos and mass, double bags caught cash Wid cash on cash dub
if you're feelin it Throw your hands in the air if you're a true believer Beware of things in triplicate i'll be dressed all in black just like johnny cash
