Gram Parsons все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Oh my land is like a wild goose
Wanders all around everywhere
Trembles and it shakes till every tree is loose
It rolls the meadows and it rolls the nails
So take me down to your dance floor
And I wont mind the people when they stare
Paint a different color on your front door
And tomorrow we will still be there

A house not a home was a picture satin painted
For sweet little sister and me
Our daddy would frown(нахм.) while mother was praying
His heart was so hardened that he would not believe
In anger he'd swear his voice cold and loud
His Sundays were spent out with the gamblin(азартн) crowd
I've never seen my daddy inside a house of God
For Satin held his hand down the path of sin he trod(ступал)

Oh,
Well, I was born in a little bitty tar hut
And they called me a man 'cause I couldn't
Keep my big, big mouth shut
So what's the sense of me sitting here leaving
When any ole day I might be even
And Lord knows that New York City's got
A lot to do with it

Sometimes I get upset when people treat me bad
I don't have time to think and so I get real mad
I pull me hair and find somewhere that I can be alone
But when I do I think of you and then I hurry home
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Where I've got chores to keep me busy, a clock to keep my time
A pretty girl to love me, with the same last name as mine
And when the flowers wilt, a big old quilt to keep us warm

Brass buttons green silks and silver shoes

F#m B E
Warm evenings pale mornings bottle of blues

G#m E A F#
And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair

Cry one more time for you
I really got it bad
Cry one more time for you
I lost the best I had
Everthing's gone wrong
I need another beer
She's got her mind on leavin'
That's what I'm doin' here

Well he's got him a house on the hill
He plays country records till you've had your fill
He's a fireman's friend, he's an all-night DJ
But he sure does think different from the records he plays

He's a drug store truck drivin man
He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan
When summer rolls around

Hearts on fire
My love for you brought only misery
Hearts on fire
Put out the flames and set this cold heart free
One short year our love burned
Until at last I guess you learned
The art of being untrue and then goodbye
What could I do except to cry and moan

Darling, there is something I must tell you, you must know
But it's so hard to say the words I feel
This fancy that I'm on has been going on too long
It's time we stopped pretending things are real
'Cause I've been living deep in sin
I've been living blind
And I don't know just what's right or wrong
To take a chance on losing you was such a silly thing to do

One hundred years from this day
Will the people still feel this way
Still say the things that they're saying right now?
Everyone said I'd hurt you
They said I'd desert you
If I go away, you know I'm going to get back somehow

Nobody knows what kind of trouble we're in

Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
you're gonna make a wreck outta me

Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey

Well, you've got a reputation for running around
Ain't gonna take your fooling, baby, you know you better settle down
Because you ain't doing nothing
You're just tearing your own reputation down
You keep on running around, you know
And you ain't doing nothing but tearing your own reputation down

Now you got a disposition, you're putting me uptight

Won't you scratch my itch sweet annie rich
And welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or i'll step into your parlor
And i'll tell you how it all went down

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh headig down that Eastern seaboard
I got my diesel wide out and she's a running like never before
There's a street, gonna make it all right
I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

I got me ten forward gears and a George Overdrive
I'm taking little white pills and my eyes are opened wide

Well I sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be
We left our kin (семью) and all our friends back there in Tennessee
Then I bought those one-way tickets she had often begged (выпраш) me for
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore
- Well her heart was filled with gladness when she saw those city lights
She said, "The prettiest place on earth was Baltimore at night"
Well a man feels proud to give his woman what she's longing for
And I kind of like the streets of Baltimore

That's all it took
The mention of your name
And all my love for you burst into flames
I tried so hard
To let you got but look
How I still tremble at your name
That's all it took
That's all it took

It was forty or fifty years ago
A big shot played with time
Mister Walker held the door
And both kept Cord and line
Watched and checked on every single day
Building his own special cars
His very special way

We know it's wrong to let this fire burn between us
We've got to stop this wild desire in you and in me
So we'll let the flame burn once again until the thrill is gone
Then we'll sweep out the ashes in the morning

We're two people caught up in the flame that has to die out soon
I didn't mean to start this fire and neither did you
So tonight when you hold me tight we'll let the fire burn on

A baby doesn't know
How loneliness can feel
She has her own small world
And nothing in it's real
Just spread joy all around
And watch the sun coming down

When I was young the world was rich