Текст песни Townes Van Zandt - Blaze`s blues
Townes Van Zandt - Blaze`s blues слова песни
by Townes Van ZandtI gotta guitar all my ownI gotta quarter for the telephoneI ain`t headed down this highway all aloneOne two three and maybe fourHoney, they`re knockin` on my doorI know you`re gonna miss me when I`m goneGot no daddy but I got a mathink she lives in Arkansasmaybe I`ll go see her some old dayIt ain`t like she`d really careit ain`t like she`d pay no farebut I might just blow on through there anywayHeaded down to Alabamcause some trouble if I canAw, buddy, would you like to come along?It`s a place I never beenand you know I could use a friendthey say they`ll give us twenty bucks a songI gotta guitar all my ownI gotta quarter for the telephoneI ain`t headed down this highway all aloneOne two three and maybe fourHoney, they`re knockin` on my dooryou know I`m gonna miss you when I`m gone