Play me like a player piano Roll me from the corners Of your dark and dusty shadows Like a player piano I sit useless Most of the time The bar gets darker
's a vision of progression. It's a vision. Please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Please don't shoot the piano player, he's
It's a vision of progression. It's a vision. Please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Please don't shoot the piano player, he
go west on that bus And it's all over now, don't you worry no more Gonna go west to the sea The Greyhound is swayin' and the radio is playin' Some blues
Walk a mile in my tennis shoes Tina Turner gave me the highway blues But I don't love nobody but you, honey I'm true rat for the things I done Second
I was sitting in the classroom trying to look intelligent In case the teacher looked at me She was long and she was lean, she's a middle-aged dream And
You wore a little cross Of gold around your neck I saw it as you flew between my reason Like a raven in the night time when you left I wear a chain upon
There's a fly in the window A dog in the yard And a year since I saw you There's a trunk in the corner I keep all my letters My bills and demands I keep
I heard from a friend you'd been messing around With a cute little thing I'd been dating up-town Well I don't know if I like that idea much Well you better
Well, there's slim times when my words won't rhyme And the hills I face are a long hard climb I just sit cross-legged with my old guitar It kind of makes
Have you heard the dogs at night Somewhere on the hill Chasin' some poor criminal? And I guess they?re out to kill Oh, there must be shackles on his
번역: 어리석음. 주십시오 피아노 연주 쏘지 마, 그가 할 수있는 최선을 다해주고있어.
번역: 7 마리아 3. 플레이어 피아노.
: Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye God it looks like Daniel
go west on that bus And it's all over now Don't you worry no more Gonna go west to the sea The greyhound is swaying And the radio is playing Some blues
: Walk a mile in my tennis shoes Tina Turner gave me the highway blues But I don't love nobody but you honey I'm true rat for the things I done Second
: Well there's slim times when my words won't rhyme And the hills I face are a long hard climb I just sit cross legged with my old guitar It kind of