Gravitational forces The time is 8:45 Fifteen minutes shy of competing the 4-hour sound check It usually takes an hour and a half The room reminds me
Gravitational forces The time is 8:45 15 minutes shy of competing the 4-hour sound check It usually takes an hour and a half The room reminds me of a
翻訳: ロバートキーンアール. 重力.
Chorus: My home ain?t in the hall of fame You can go there but you won?t find my name And my songs don?t belong on top forty radio I?ll keep the old
I drove all night to be here I only stopped for gas Saw the sun come up this morning as I came across the pass I?m tired and wired and uninspired and
In the corner of the barroom Lives the ghost of Langston Hughes He?s takin? notes and smokin? cigarettes Sippin? slowly on his booze Got them goin? nowhere
Standin? here beside this freeway wishing I was high Wondering why she said she loved me then she said goodbye I?m down to my last dollar in these faded
She was a honkytonker and he was a family man And she showed him her gold teeth when he?d hold her little hand And they met out on the highway at the
Out my door the leaves are falling The cold wild wind will come Sweethearts walk by together But I still miss someone I go out on a party To look for
Streets are almost empty, shops are closed down There?s not a soul left in the bar to tell my troubles to Think I?ll walk down to the river that runs
When the wind don?t blow in Amarillo When the moon along the Gunnison don?t rise And I cast my dreams upon your love babe And lie beneath the laughter
I got high and I got in jail I got high and I got in jail I got high and I got in jail Weren?t nobody to pay my bail My sins they have overtaken me
Down on Main Street after sundown Goodtime Charlie and Wanderin? Bill Thought they might hold up Happy?s Drive-in One got away and one never will Chorus
