Текст песни B.B. King - Growing Old
B.B. King - Growing Old слова песни
Well, if we live, we gotta grow old babyAnd I know just how you`re going to beWell, if we live, we gotta grow old babyAnd I know just how you`re going to beWell, your feet are already a little chilly babyAnd you`re gettin` a little cold to meWell, you`re gonna have a sweet and silly temper, babyBaby, and you`re not gonna speak to me for days at a timeOh, I know you`re gonna have a sweet and silly temper, babyBaby, and you won`t speak to me for days at a timeOh baby, I know you`re gettin` oldAnd your little temper B. won`t really mindOh, we`ll be sittin` close together babyAnd our minds are really in tuneOh, we`ll be sittin` close together babyAnd our minds are really in tuneWell, we`ll start makin` love together, babyThinkin` about how we used to when we was really in bloomOh, I know you`re gonna live like a king and queenBaby you won`t mind a word I sayI know you`re gonna live like a king and queenBaby you won`t mind a word I sayYeah, we`re gonna live and get old together, babyYeah, `till we old and grey