My nights have been lonely, since I been in Tulsa county I really don't know, what I'm going to do I just might take a trip somewhere along the southern
I got goin', Jenny come along Here come John, big boots on I got goin', Jenny come along Here comes Johnny with his big boots on I got goin', Jenny come
The river flows it flows to the sea Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow let your waters wash down Take me from this road
to my Juan Goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos Jesus y Maria You won't have a name When you ride the big airplane All they will call you Will be "deportees
about get there on time I can't help but wonder what was on your mind Ridin' 'round in the pourin' rain, havin' a heck of time Livin' may be easy, dyin
Written by Gene Parsons I'm writing this here letter from aboard a DC8 Heading into Angel Town, I hope it's not too late It rained in New York City Mister
You better go now, take what you want You think will last But if there's something you wish to keep Better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with
When first I came to Liverpool I went upon the spree Me money at last I spent it Fast got drunk as drunk could be And when my money was all gone It was
Honey, when I brought you here you said that you would sing You said that you would wing your way to fortune and fame Now I've given everything to keep
The river flows, it flows to the sea Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road
Jesus is just all right with me Jesus is just all right, oh yeah Jesus is just all right with me Jesus is just all right I don't care what they may know
I'm going back, baby, way behind the sun Well, I'm going back, baby, way behind the sun I'm gonna find me some honey and I just might bring you some
give me oil in my lamp keep me burning give me oil in my lamp i pray
Minus 20 in counting 19 18 17 16 15 14 13 12 11 10 9 8 7 6 5 We have ignition 3 2 1 We have lift off Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins Were launched away
Oversættelse: The Byrds. Ballad Of Easy Rider.
Minus 20 in counting...19..18..17..16..15..14..13..12..11.. 10..9..8..7..6..5.. we have ignition..3..2..1.. We have lift off Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins
