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Текст песни: I mean, Henry, come on
Do you think I'd really choose it?
All this off and on
Henry, come on
I mean, baby, come on
Do you think I'd really lose it on you
If you did nothing wrong?
Henry, come on
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Call us into void's dreams
Return it but say it was fun
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God say, "It's in your blood"
And it struck me just like lighting
I've been fighting, I've been starving
Yesterday, I heard God say, "You were born to be
The one to hold the hand of a man and fly so close
To the sun."
I'll still be nice to your mom
It's not her fault you're leavin'
Some people come and they're gone
They just fly away
Take your ass to the house
Don't even bother explaining
There's no working it out, no way
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Don't you get it? Tha the thing
You can chase a ghost when it's gone
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God said "It's in your blood."
And it struck me just like lighting
I've been fighting, I've been starving
But yesterday, I heard God said "You were burn to be
The one to hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun."
Always country singers
And their lonely rides to Houston
Doesn't really make for the past
(You know, settle-down type)
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up (x3)
Hey
Do you think I'd really choose it?
All this off and on
Henry, come on
I mean, baby, come on
Do you think I'd really lose it on you
If you did nothing wrong?
Henry, come on
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Call us into void's dreams
Return it but say it was fun
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God say, "It's in your blood"
And it struck me just like lighting
I've been fighting, I've been starving
Yesterday, I heard God say, "You were born to be
The one to hold the hand of a man and fly so close
To the sun."
I'll still be nice to your mom
It's not her fault you're leavin'
Some people come and they're gone
They just fly away
Take your ass to the house
Don't even bother explaining
There's no working it out, no way
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Don't you get it? Tha the thing
You can chase a ghost when it's gone
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God said "It's in your blood."
And it struck me just like lighting
I've been fighting, I've been starving
But yesterday, I heard God said "You were burn to be
The one to hold the hand of the man who flies too close to the sun."
Always country singers
And their lonely rides to Houston
Doesn't really make for the past
(You know, settle-down type)
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Last call "Hey y'all!"
Hand his hat up on the wall
Tell them that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up (x3)
Hey
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