How old was i, 5 or 6 or so The innocent years, long ago Father on a chair reaching up so far Crowning the tree, with that old tin star And it shines
The tears have all been shed now We've said our last goodbyes His souls been blessed He's laid to rest Andit's now I feel alone He was moer than just
My old flame, my wife, poor ghost old love My old flame, my wife One day in June, I drove by our old house in Maine Everything changed for the best, how
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China And how the ladies hair will go to gray Paying for a speedy revolution Hoping those fine lines will go away Someone
Old John Robertson He wore a Stetson hat People everywhere would Laugh behind his back No one cared to take Any time to find out What he was all about
Hey how about this A little conversation tonight Thinking aloud how we struggled to find Our place in the dizzy heights Don't often do this We never
Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer Well thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care These days there's so much going on
He take the thunder from the mountain, he take the lightning from the sky, He bring the strong man to his begging knee, he make the young girl's mama
Well way down yonder In the deep blue holler Yeah way back in the swamp Where the snakes go crawlin' Shriveled old lady With a tombstone mouth Scarin
1st Verse: We used to roll through Inglewood bumping The Beasties Dana Dane on repeat 'till the tapedeck deceased Me, my brother Carlo, bTwice and Ern
This old guitar taught me to sing a love song it showed me how to laugh and how to cry. It introduced me to some friends of mine and brightened up some
I was sittin' in the dressing room with Brownie Mcgee He was drinkin' that milk with that Dewar's Whiskey Said John, there's nothin' written anywhere
I thought we were gonna make that bridge what do I know Me and my expectations was always high "Like a Rolling Stone" was playing on the radio It made
When the snake of love Starts pullin' you under And it wont let go 'Til it starts to thunder And there's not a cloud in the sky Gonna make him shake
They have come to haunt the children They have come to walk the wind I can hear them as they rustle through the trees Looking for the love that killed
Oversettelse: John Cale. Gamle Kina.
Oversettelse: Daryl Hall John Oates. Give It Up (gamle vaner).