Тексты песен Br5-49

I met a little girl in Knoxville down beyond the well And every Sunday evenin out in her home I dwelled We went to take an evenin walk about a mile from town I picked a stick up off the ground and kno

My pockets are empty though my wife has sent me To the store for some cigarettes and bread I started walking there got as far as the square Then the smell of beer went to my head The thing about beer

C. Mead, S. Wilson, B. Colladay Lightning struck at midnight with the thunder and the rain My sleep was interrupted by the rhythm of a train I asked of the conductor where this ol' train was bound He

C. Mead, D. Herron Run a mile run a mile to the river Gonna throw off the hunting hounds Run a mile run a mile to the river Gonna wash away or drown I was only there for a minute I was only passing th