Текст песни Hank Snow - On the Rhythm Range
Hank Snow - On the Rhythm Range слова песни
Written by - Bob NolanRecorded by - Hank SnowI was born a rover on the rhythmic rangeA rootin` tootin` terror and I never will changeI sing a tune a day and travell all of the wayIn rhythmEverything around me is a part of my songThey seem to want to follow as I ramble alongThe lazy hawk in the sky is even tempted to tryMy rhythmOn the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)Everything is keepin` time to a sorta rhythmic rhymeAnd rhythmEverytime a Sunday comes a-rollin` aroundDown beside the water hole I`m sure to be foundI`ll be scrubin` and rubin` in a manner profoundIn rhythmWater from a thousand feet is colder than airI always thought the Devil kept it warmer down thereI guess it were to his path so I`ll be takin` my bathIn rhythmOn the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)Everything is keepin` time to a sort of rhythmic rhymeAnd rhythmI asked the prairie chicken when he started to scratchIf sandy fleas and bumble bees could hatch a better hatchHe said the only thing found beneath this doggone groundIs rhythmHe started into workin` with a pause of his headAnd then he turned around to me and here`s what he saidI ain`t a-diggin` for gold but when I`m scratchin` my soulGot rhythm On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)Everything is keepin` time to a sort of rhythmic rhymeAnd rhythm