Oversettelse: Den Mallon Brothers. Old Photographs.
I know you're leaving me behind I'm seeing you, darling, for the very last time Show a little tenderness before you go Please let me feel your embrace
On cruel Calvary where He suffered There He died upon the cross That we might be saved, my brother Freed from sin and not be lost Will He wait a little
But you helped me to stop the rain oh brother brother Brother, I love ya, little brother I thank God for you every day Little brother, I love ya, little brother
It's gonna take a little time a little time take a time take a little time to forget you The nights I cry over you baby are more than just a few Soon
Can I get it up love can you give it up love to fill a little bitty heart like mine This time I got a little bit of sweet sweet love from someone Cause
Oh how well I do remember back to old camp meetin' times I lingered in the shadows to hide this face of mine I could barely hear the preacher barely hear
If you see your brother standing by the road With a heavy load from the seeds he sowed And if you see your sister falling by the way Just stop and say
What's wrong what's wrong don't you love me anymore You've never talked to me this way before Lately you've been treating me unkind I wonder just what
It's a slow parade Down a dusty road We've learned to take abuse From devils we don't know People who have lost all heart Look for someone else to blame
Need someone's hand to lead me through the night I need someone's arms to hold and squeeze me tight Now, when the night begins, whoa, I'm at an end Because
Hey mister, walkin' with the blues Hey sister, payin' heavy dues Havin' troubles, and it ain't so hard to find When you're ridin' double and you're runnin
Little Old Nita, In New Orleans I'm getting wide, I'm getting taller, maybe ya'll just getting smaller Little Old Nita, In New Orleans I'd send you a
It only hurts for a little while That's what they tell me, that's what they say It only hurts for a little while Then all your heartaches will pass away
Well, God got things back together And the world started growing again Noah's sons had sons And a descendant of Shem's Was a man called 'Abram' God hand
We hold hands in the movie show so they say that we're old fashioned or we stroll beneath the silvery moon and we carve our initials in the old oak tree
Little Ann's in the kitchen in her modern gown With the rainy weather coming down Oh the radio does play I could sweep you off your feet But you're two
) Un poco eso, malo hasta el hueso, palo al mala gente por detras, bien grueso. Siempre fresco, nunca reseso. Cuidao que el hombre este es malo hasta el tuetano. Malo
