Тексты песен Guy Clark

That Crystelle, you temptress, you creature of back booths So accomplished at dancin' when walkin' would do There's a neon fire in your eyes reflecting off a rhinestone tear Fixed upon your cheek to s

Fort Worth neon shinin' bright Pretty lights red and blue They shut down all the honky tonks tonight Say a prayer or two, if they only knew You used to say the highway was your home But we both know t

Somedays I think this old machine is out to get me Somedays she does what I tell her It's like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week You know I'm talkin' 'bout a big ol' D-10 caterpiller Choru

Well, I was passing by a pawn shop In an older part of town Something caught my eye And I stopped and turned around I stepped inside and there I spied In the middle of it all Was a beat up old guitar