Terry Reid piosenki

You were four and I was six Rode on horses made of sticks You wore black and I wore white You would always win the fight Bang bang, you shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down You grew up,...

Mother, I fear for the laddies There ain't much more coal to go down to There ain't much more soul to get round to Not anymore Mother, I hear for the laddies Ain't much more soul to get round to Lessening of companies that are finding Things to bind to...

Hey! Well my temperature's rising And my feet left the floor Crazy people knocking, 'Cause they want some more. Let me in baby, I don't know what you got You better take it easy. This place is hot. And I'm So glad you made it So glad you made it Y...

Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on" God say, "No." Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin' you better run" Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done?"...

Havin' bad times, now I'm paying dues Got shoes and money, good friends too Always play to win, always seem to lose That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues And I know what's going on And I know that the wa...

Brave dreams that are kindled from ashes Rise out over all the battle below Spread wings over all that he passes So his life can stay immortal to his country All the shades of green that fall beneath this tree So let the winds of change that rearrange th...

You find the kind of girl in every town Wherever there's a scene she's always hanging around She's so naive and innocent and looks at you with awe She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw, yeah Whoa, super lungs Whoa, super lungs She never gets in...

Oh, we are what we are when in danger And we are as we stand head in hand When a friend brings to light On a cold silver knife You can stare your fate right into his hand Into his hand Oh, we are what we are when we're made to Be the soul-owning guardi...

Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm? Or a lion through a busy street bazaar? There are many things I'd love to turn you on to But somehow I feel they're safer where they are Yes, there's a man I know With no expression, he's got none at all...