гроза. На груди в свете молний сияли Два червя да серебряный крест. А вдали молча горы стояли, Стерегли пустоту этих мест. Эй, бродяга, ты сын человечий
дружить Писал я письма родокам, что всё нормально со мной Не бойтесь папа, мама, я пока еще живой, Искать не надо, прошу, ведь я ушёл навсегда , И называют сейчас меня бродягою
Ступил бродяга на крыльцо и постучался в дверь. "Гостям я рад", - сказал старик, - "Но, парень, мне не верь... Ты будешь сыт и отдохнёшь у деда на печи
другом Бродяга дай руку И вместе мы дальше пойдем Бродяга будь другом Бродяга дай руку И вместе мы счастье найдем Бродяга... Бродяга... Бродяга... Бродяга... Бродяга
Я бродяга, пришедший из дальних земель Hm A Hm Пой, моя лютня, пой A Hm Я свободный, как ветер певец менестрель Hm A Hm Пой, моя лютня
Did I let you down To get that sound? And break my knees To get release And you needed Some just to take you from And I hit you more Is your face still
You can dance every dance with the guy Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight You can smile every smile for the man Who held your hand 'neath the
Here come the bums They're after me Can't you see me coming They're gonna get me Gonna get me "We're taking you to the shadow land, and only you know
Tramp You could call me that I don't wear continental clothes Stetson hats, sometimes Momma would Papa too I love this child It's all I know how to do
He's a tramp but they love him Breaks a new heart every day He's a tramp, they adore him And I only hope he'll stay that way He's a tramp, he's a scoundrel
He looks as if he hasn't slept His hair is purposely unkept And then he know his people wept When you crafted your plan Shadows underneath the eyes And
Hmm uuh ahh (Tramp) Whatchu call me? (Tramp) Whatchu call me? (Tramp) Whatchu call me? (Tramp) Whatchu call me? Home girls, attention you must pay So
Recorded by: hank williams, sr. Writers: grady and hazel cole capo: 1st fret/key: eb/play: d [d] only a tramp was lazarus sad [g] fate He who lay do
We are drifting away Follow everyday Soon we?ll have nothing to say We?ll be too far away We?ll be too far away Too far away From where we started today
Oh girl, I don't know all the reasons why I found the answer looking in your eye I go out walking all day long Take away this lonely man, soon he will
Takes the time to stay one place Though his clothes aren't finest lace Read the lines on a tramp's face Taking his time just like you just like me Wandering
(Grady and Hazel Cole) Only a tramp was Lazarus that day, He lay down by the rich man's gate. He begged for crumbs from the rich man to eat But they
Conozco un vagabundo del espacio recorre el universo en su asteroide sin orbita ni puerto ni partida tapa la soledad con todo el frio de su vida