it down tonight When the singing's really fine sweet as spanish sherry wine When the club can't contain the beat it just rolls out in the street Spills
Voices slide down off the mountain Sunlight turning red Falls on the earth and it spreads Even the families lower their heads as they ride Age old faces
If I had the world to give I'd give it to you long as you live Would you let it fall Or hold it all in your arms? If I had a song to sing I'd sing it
him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now it's time to die Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street
dark is in your eyes, maybe the dark is in your eyes Maybe the dark is in your eyes, you know you got such dark eyes Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown street
dark is from your eyes, Maybe the dark is from your eyes, Maybe the dark is from your eyes, You know you got such dark eyes! Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street
Fordítás: Grateful Dead. Shakedown utca.
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their
it down tonight when the singing's really fine sweet as Spanish sherry wine When the club can't contain the beat it just rolls out in the street spills
Voices slide down off the mountain, sunlight turning red Falls on the earth and it spreads Even the families lower their heads as they ride Age old
Well, I was feelin' so bad, asked my family doctor 'bout what I had, I said, "Doctor, Doctor, Mister M.D., can you tell me, what's ailing me?" He said
I need a woman 'bout twice my age A lady of nobility, gentility and rage Splendor in the dark, lightning on the draw We'll go right through the book
If I had the world to give, I'd give it to you Long as you live, would you let it fall, or hold it all in your arms? If I had a song to sing, I'd sing
him dragged to city hall Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high He shot my Billy dead and now he's got to die. Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street
runner, what you standin' there for? Get up, get out, get out of the door Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor Drowned in your laughter and dead
