Текст песни Charley Pride - Special
Charley Pride - Special слова песни
The only thing I really own is what you see me wearing on my backThe only friends I`ve ever known are the kind you meet along a railroad trackThe kind you bum tabacco from and view the world through a boxcar doorA friend who talks and makes you laugh has nothing much but gives you halfAnd maybe you don`t see him anymoreSpecial I hear your lonesome whistle whineIt`s calling me Special keep moving me on down the lineMy mackinaw is full of holes and ain`t too good at keepin` out the coldMy shoes are worn as paper thin my feet can feel the cinders through the solesSometimes I see a pretty girl and wonder what I`ve missed along the wayOnce someone special wore my ring and loved me more than anythingI gave her up and caught a train one daySpecial I had a special girl one timeNow she`s not mine Special keep moving me on down the line