Bing Crosby, The Andrews Sisters все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley
Got a hundred and sixty acres of the best
Got an old stove there that'll cook three square
And a bunk where I can lay me down to rest.

Up at dawn to greet the sun
I've forgotten what a care or worry means
Head for home when day is done

We're on our way to Apalachicola, F.L.A.
Magnolia trees in blossom and a pretty southern gal
It's better than the orange groves in Cucamonga, Cal.
We're gonna stay along the Apalachicola Bay
We'll stop in Ochlockonee for some hominy grits
We'll go to Tallahassee if the weather permits
We're on our way to Apalachicola, F.L.A.

You're as hard to hold as quicksilver
When you kiss and run away
I dream you're mine and then as quick as quicksilver
All my dreams are led astray

I keep chasing you till I'm facing you
And embracing you with all your charms
Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver

This song is a train song, it's a song about a train
Not the Atchison, Topeka, not the Chattanooga Choo-Choo
Nor the one that leaves at midnight for the state of Alabam'
This song is a train song where the engineer is Uncle Sam

Here comes the Freedom Train
You better hurry down
Just like a Paul Revere

We're three caballeros
Three gay caballeros
They say we are birds of a feather
We're happy amigos
No matter where he goes
The one, two, and three goes
We're always together

Since Jackson went over to Switzerland
The Alps haven't been the same
Since he started practicing yodelin'
He's on the road to fame
And back in the states, he'd really rate
As big as anyone could
And the headlines say,
in all the papers they say,

Supposing you need a vacation
Brazil is the place you should be
But you don't understand
What they're saying

Or you can't read a sign that you see
But, you don't have to know the language
With the moon in the sky