Текст песни BROOKS & DUNN - White Line Casanova
BROOKS & DUNN - White Line Casanova слова песни
Текст песни BROOKS & DUNN - White Line Casanova
(Ronnie Dunn)I'm dead headin' down from TulsaGoin' back to San AntoneMy baby called me up this morningBegging me to come back homeHaulin' high hopes and thin air( )Losin' money by the mileI'll get there a poor manShe'll make it worth my whileI was a white line casanovaA love bandit of the roadI got the one I can't get overI miss her more with every loadI got these eighteen wheelsSingin' home sweet homeI been too long goneOh I'm comin' home to yaI ain't left the fast laneSince I hit the last toll gateI know she's out there waitin' in that Lone Star stateShe'll be standin' on the front porchReachin' out with open armsThis woman's out to get meShoot the dog and sell the farmI was a white line casanovaA love bandit of the roadI got the one I can't get overI miss her more with every loadI got these eighteen wheelsSingin' home sweet homeI been gone too longOh I'm comin' home to yaI got a white knuckle gripOn this wheel in my handI'm rollin' down the highwayJust as fast as I canI'm blowin' smoke from both stacksPickin' 'em up, I'm puttin' 'em downThere won't be no time at all'Til I'll be rollin' into townI was a white line casanovaA love bandit of the roadI got the one I can't get overI miss her more with every loadI got these eighteen wheelsSingin' home sweet homeI been gone too longOh I'm comin' home to yaYea I got these eighteen wheelsSingin' home sweet homeI been too long goneOh I'm comin' home to ya