Tradução: Divit. William.
a crowded interstate William please comes home It hurts too much to see you go William please just stop You don't have to do this anymore you know? William
: Cada cosa que yo miro me recuerda solo a ti cada paso que camino siento que no te tengo aqui en mi mente llevo siempre tu recuerdo y tu pasion siento
: Como cuesta levantarse cuando llega ese momento en que has perdido, que, por fin, te has dado cuenta de que todo termino. Que ya nada es como antes
: Walking with my baby, she got great big feet Long, lean and cranky and ain't had nothing to eat But she's my baby, I love her just the same I'm crazy
stars are bright You are in my arms The nightingale tells his fairy tale A paradise where roses bloom Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain
: When that evenin' sun goes down Yeah you'll find me hangin' around Because the night life, it ain't no good life But it's my life Oh, all the people
: Georgia, Georgia, The whole day through Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind I'm say Georgia Georgia A song of you Comes as sweet and clear
: There ain't nothing I can do, or nothing I can say, Some folks will criticize me. So I'm gonna do just what I want to anyway, And don't care if you
: Rainy day, rainy day Ya oughta hear my baby sing the blues Rainy day, some rainy day You oughta hear my baby sing the blues now Now an she said she
: Well, I went upon a mountain, I looked down in the sea I seen the crabs and the fishes doing the beebop beep 'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it, yeah
: Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take the boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river down to New Orleans The band's there
alone That's all, That's all I can only give you country Walks in springtime And a hand to hold when Leaves begin to fall; And a love whose burning light Will
: Bright lights, big city Gone to my baby's head Bright lights, big city Gone to my baby's head I'd tried to tell the woman But she doesn't believe
on the next, son Throughout life people will make you mad Disrespect you and treat you bad Let God deal with the things they do Cause hate in your heart will
Writer, hank williams (e) let me tell you 'bout a preacher, With a cane and a long tailed coat, (e7) Let me (a) tell you 'bout a preacher, With a cane
don't take it out on the next son Throughout life people will make you mad Disrespect you and treat you bad Let God deal with the things they do 'Cause hate in your heart will