Now when I first met you I was rollin' along Just a bar room crooner Singin' heartbreak songs And I supposed I could never get next to you But you seemed
Well, I love the way you walk with your skin tight stride You got my eyes wide open and my loose tongue tied A French kiss mouth and a smile so bad You
I don't need a doctor I don't need a priest I don't need no superstitious cures For my release I'm flesh an' blood Skin an' bone A little petticoat company
I'm down on love an' I don't give a damn I take my chances whenever I can Like a lamb to the slaughter, another sacrifice For givin' love to a woman with
If you feel the rollin' thunder An' your eyes see lightnin' strike Don't be afraid to call on me I'll bring you shelter from the night When the wind
make us truly thankful Saints an' sinners, priests an' thieves Saints an' sinners, saints an' sinners Saints an' sinners, saints an' sinners Saints an' sinners, saints an' sinners
Saints an' sinners, priests an' thieves For what we are about to receive May the Lord make us truly thankful Saints an' sinners, Saints an' sinners,
Перевод: Whitesnake. Святые "Грешники.
: (David Coverdale & Bernie Marsden) If you feel the rolling thunder An' your eyes see lightning strike, Don't be afraid, just call on me I'll bring
: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) I take what I want An' I steal anything that I need, I would do anything To get my satisfaction guaranteed 'Cos I
: (David Coverdale) Now when I first met you I was rolling along, Just a bar room crooner Singing heartbreak songs, An' I supposed I could never get
: (David Coverdale) I'm down on love An' I don't give a damn, I take my chances Whenever I can Like a lamb to the slaughter, Another sacrifice, For
: (David Coverdale) A black cat moans When he's burning with the fever A stray dog howls When he's lonely in the night A woman goes crazy With the though
: (David Coverdale & Bernie Marsden) I don't know where I'm going But, I sure know where I've been Hanging on the promises In songs of yesterday An'
: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) Well, I love the way you walk With your skin tight stride, You got my eyes wide open An' my loose tongue tied A French
: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) I'm gonna tell you What is all about, Why I scream an' I shout for you I've been an' travelled All around the world
thieves, Saints an' sinners, priests an' thieves For what we are about to receive May the Lord make us truly thankful Saints an' sinners, Saints an'
