The Rowan Brothers piosenki

Down where the old cars are left to rust where the swallows dip over the river at dusk me and my buddies throwin' stones, braggin' to each other how we'll never go home, our little circle of friends. Trouble had a way of trackin' us down, sometimes it fo...

Mama calls to me from the hearthside Daddy’s still outside choppin’ wood Grandma’s cooking pies in the kitchen everyone is feelin’ good. The place will soon be buzzin’ filled with first and second cousins stringin’ popcorn and hangin’ stockings you can...