Текст песни Radney Foster - Old Silver
Radney Foster - Old Silver слова песни
Old silver died last Saturday evenin`Or was it more like ten years agoShe nailed two dozen roses to the top of his coffinAnd buried`em deep where they never would growLord she buried`em deep where they never would growNow the Irish are funny, they`ll cry when they have toAnd the lady she moaned such a mournful soundMe and the Mexican just finished the bottleAnd remembered the days when Old Silver was aroundYeah remembered the days when Old Silver was around`Cause Old Silver took the best of it with himThe lovers and the dealers and the dreamers of dreamsAnd Old Silver took the love of a ladyWho never got over Old Silver and meLord she never got over Old Silver and meOld Silver had the magic and he carried the moneyWith the grace of a gambler and he lost it with easeAnd he knew his lines better than any good carny barkerWore the best damn boots that you ever have seenHe had the best snake-skin boots that you ever have seenNow the lady she loved him and she never asked questionsThough she laid awake wonderin` on many a nightShe swore she was leavin` most every mornin`But she always would kiss him when he turned out the lightsShe was always right there when he turned out the lightsCHORUSNow there`s always a sidekick in every B-westernWho`s always in love with a lady who leavesBut she can`t stand the memory so I really don`t blame herFor taking the very first Greyhound she`d seenBut god I hate her for takin` the first Greyhound she`d seenCHORUSOld Silver died last Saturday evenin`Or was it more like ten years ago