Тексты песен Amy Speace

I found love in a double wide trailer Never thought I'd feel so at home in the mud Fell into the arms of a man from Carolina Traded in my trust fund for a six-pack of Bud Somewhere east of Durham my j

What if I stacked the cards, hid the ace next to my heart Playing out the game with a steady-handed art What if I left the closet open, skeletons and all Invited in the press, leaving you to take the

Heading down the Susquehanna In a boat made of pine Floating down this gentle river To forget what once was mine I know you love another Even though you swear you're true So I built this boat with you