nice young man, not the kind to kill But a jealous fight and a flashin' blade Sent him on the run to the Everglades Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades
, not the kind to kill. But a jealous fight and a flashing blade sent him on the run to the Everglades. Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades. Now
Fordítás: Kingston Trio. Everglades.
not the kind to kill. But a jealous fight and a flashing blade sent him on the run to the Everglades. Runnin' like a dog through the Everglades. Now,
