tomorrow. Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger. Me I only knew her as an acid jazz singer come on. . Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she. And maybe this is just the way it has to be
Song God'S Own Singer - The Flying Burrito Brothers. Straight-backed chair and a table. Where he sits when he's able. To walk over from bedridden misery. To record from his thoughts. On a worn out
Tội thân em như tấm lụa là. Yêu người chẳng thương lấy ta. Cuộc đời trôi theo tiếng gọi mời. Nhành hồng phai người ta bỏ em. Tội thân em ngày qua khổ đau chẳng nói một lời. Giờ phận duyên còn chi với
Ngồi đàn một khúc hát. Dành tặng những ai đang buồn. Buồn phiền này hay hân hoan kia. Số kiếp cũng đã an bài. Ngồi đàn một khúc ca. Dành tặng những ai lạc đường. Mọi trở ngại chông gai. Gian lao cố gắ
Waking up into reality. Fading away from a dream. A shelter for me. Listening to the voices through the wall. Trying to figure out the place. Where I am though I've seen them all Remembering yest
As I walk these narrow streets. Where a million passin' feet are before me. With my guitar in my hand. Suddenly I realize nobody knows me Well, yesterday the motor toots screamed. And cried my nam