Hank Thompson. Cab Driver. Zeneszám
CAB DRIVER
Writer C. Carson Parks
Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place I just wanna chance to see her face Don't stop the meter, let it race Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place Cab Driver, once more round the block Never mind the ticking of the clock I only wish we could have a talk Cab Driver, once more round the block Cab Driver, once more down the street There's a little place we used to meet That`s where I laid my future at her feet Cab Driver, once more down the street Cab Driver, wait here by the door Perhaps I'll hold her in my arms once more Then thing's will be just like before Cab Driver, wait here by the door Cab Driver, better take me home I guess that I was meant to be alone I hope God sends me a love one of my own Cab Driver, better take me home Cab Driver, better take me home!
Writer C. Carson Parks
Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place I just wanna chance to see her face Don't stop the meter, let it race Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place Cab Driver, once more round the block Never mind the ticking of the clock I only wish we could have a talk Cab Driver, once more round the block Cab Driver, once more down the street There's a little place we used to meet That`s where I laid my future at her feet Cab Driver, once more down the street Cab Driver, wait here by the door Perhaps I'll hold her in my arms once more Then thing's will be just like before Cab Driver, wait here by the door Cab Driver, better take me home I guess that I was meant to be alone I hope God sends me a love one of my own Cab Driver, better take me home Cab Driver, better take me home!
Thompson, Hank