Текст песни Kevin Denney - My Kind Of Song
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MY KIND OF SONGStuck in traffic on my way out of townThe music`s playing but it`s way downIt`s awful pretty but it don`t say a thing to meThe singer don`t know the working mans bluesAnd he wants to sound like he was born to loseBut all I hear is a poor man melodyMy kind of song sing`s about the facts of lifeI want words of wisdom and don`t care how they rhymeIf it`s got the heart to tell the truth I`ll sing alongCall it what you want but that`s my kind of songMy heroes talk about the real thingsJohnny Walker verses King JamesThe price of cheating or the cost of a happy homeThey made music that could make me feelTears of laughter to ice cold chillsSo dont water down what I was raised up onAt the end of the second time through Chours PutI`m talking strait to jones that`s my kind of song