Тексты песен Black Stone Cherry

Shapes of things before my eyes Send me to this place Will time make men more wise? Here yea within my lonely frame, My eyes just heard my brain. Will time make men more sane? (Come Tomorrow) Will I b

Eatin' corn bread Watchin' chickens fight That's the way we get it on, every night. Goin' to a party with the farmer's daughter, Playin' on my guitar, make a few quarters. We've been down to Texas, An