J.J. Cale - Brown dirt
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Brown dirt, stickin to my fingers
Brown dirt, clingin to my feet
Brown dirt, Mississippi bottom land
Pickin that cotton for the man down the street
Brown dirt, raisin his vegetables
Brown dirt, growin his grass
Brown dirt, walkin down the pathway
Pickin that cotton now I hope it is my last
Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay
Brown dirt, cover my body
I ll soon be the cotton that s grown another day
Brown dirt wet, you re sinkin
Brown dirt dry, you dust
Brown dirt, I ve been thinkin
We ll all come to you and we won t be the first
Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay
Cover my body
I ll soon be the cotton that s grown another day
If a stick moves, it s a snake
If a water is still, it s a lake
If you harm yourself, you know it hurts
Final destination, brown dirt Inne utwory
Change your mind Begin to wonder A thing going on Changes Crazy mama Artificial paradise Danger Borrowed time Carry on Bringing it back Closer to you Cajun moon Call the doctor Another song Losowe utwory
We love to say
We love to stay
We love to stay
We love to say
C’est quelqu’un qui m’a dit
Qu’ici tout était fini
Que le monde n’existe plus
Que tout est perdu
Qu’il n’y avait plus rien à faire
Que les gens crèvent de prières
Et comme à...
Apples and silver bear the trees of paradise / Visions of heaven to unfold before our eyes / Where cherry orchards bloom eternal summer´s night / Upon a sarcen stone we dreamed / Our sweet old lies
And into the dreams bewitched / We´d hear the haunting song...
We re here to be the ones to succeed
No need for you to tell us how to be
Can t seem to find your reasons why
You tell us lies and think you re wise
Why can t you think before you sink
Do it right
If your bleassed with sight
your soul, your light
when the rhythm`s takin` fight
get down tonight
If you blessed with the sight
your might
when the rhythm`s takin` fight
let`s make it happen.
Baby, baby,...
I wanna be, just where you wanna be
I wanna be, just where you wanna be
7 lonely nights
7 lonely days
I been thinking bout you girl
In just as many ways
Running out of money
Running out of...