Слова:
Nelson Willie Souvenirs

One, two One, two, three, four On the road again Just can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is making music with my friends And I can't

Whiskey river, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey river, don't run dry You're all I've got, take care of me Whiskey river, take my

I've been trying so hard to forget you But this chore of forgetting I find Has me burning both ends of the candle And fighting a battle with time What

Well, hello there My, it's been a long, long time And how am I doin'? Oh I guess that I'm doin' fine Well, it's been been so long now But it seems now

I'll stay around till it's over And hope that it never ends Maybe in time, you'll change your mind And decide to love me again I'll just simply refuse

misery mansion so old and so gray you looked so lonely since she went away misery mansion what secret you hide of a love that has faded and died misey

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas

Well it's cloudy in the morning gonna be raining in the afternoon Cloudy in the morning and it's gonna be raining in the afternoon If you don't like

Deep within my heart lies a melody a song of old San Antone Where in dreams I lived with a memory beneath the stars all alone Cause it was there I found