Текст песни Marty Robbins - Lolene
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When but a boy I courted SallyMy life was young, not quite sixteenWe talked of things I sometimes dreamed ofAnd things beyond my wildest dreamsAt seventeen I met WynonaHer warm, red lips set me aglowShe taught me things she should not teach meMore that a young man ought to knowAt nineteen years my love was SaraShe was much older than the restOf all the men she said had kissed herShe loved the way I kissed her bestTime has flown and I am olderMy years are five and thirty-fiveToo late, too late I met my loverA woman very much aliveLolene, Lolene your name is musicYour nearness makes my blood run wildAlas, alas I cannot claim youCompared to me, you`re but a childSo one last time I must be with youAnd kiss the lips that thrilled my heartAnd then goodbye, no more to see youForever we must be apart