Lletres:
George S

you will Show me right from wrong without our song to sing Just search the clouds until', until' Hey baby Darlin' darlin' though I can't replace you, there's

's gonna let you down Gonna let you down Love's gonna let you Love's gonna let you Love's gonna let you down Love's gonna let you Love's gonna let you Love's

ex's live in Texas And Texas is the place I'd dearly love to be But all my ex's live in Texas And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee Rosanna's down

When she told me that she love me Then I knew that I must have her And I picked her as my heart's bouquet She's my heart's bouquet my heart's bouquet

who's gonna fill their shoes Who's gonna fill their shoes? Who's gonna stand that tall? Who's gonna play the Opry and the Wabash Cannonball? Who's gonna

yeah He's in the clubs and bars and never turns it down Talking about what he don't know on the devil's radio He's in your TV set, won't give it a rest

's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall It's a hard rain's a gonna fall It's a hard rain's a gonna fall

's all up to what you value In your motor car It all rests on what it's cost you Getting where you are, it's what you value Someone's driving a 6-wheeler

even drive an aeroplane She's so good to look at in the rain She's my baby She's comin' down the sidewalk She's stumblin through the door She's coming