a very blue moon Just once in a very blue moon Just once... in a very blue moon And I feel one comin' on soon... just once... in a very blue moon
Tulkojums: Nanci Griffith. Kad ļoti Blue Moon.
(By Nanci Griffith & Eric Taylor) Down at the station the tracks are cold The wheels of thunder, they roll no more And the heart of America cries for
band was a-tunin' I can hear them now... playin' 'Comin' Through the Rye' She was dressed in blue and she looked so lovely Just a gentle flower of a
the soul of my brother never bow to the wicked And the hearts of our children waltz together once more [Chorus:] Love is a Hard Waltz... and we could all use a
hold ... and it'll always come home You can fool yourself and fool your dreams But you can't fool your heart and you can't fool me Love is a sailor sailing
I am not a child, though you'll treat me as you've always seen me You never saw the changes in a heart grown old and wise Hey, it's good to see you smile
I used to wish I was a hard line taker... and they'd say, "Six to one a half dozen'll break her", 'till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues
I truly need... a year down in New Orleans, The hum of a southern drawl that I could understand And should you meet... my sweetheart in New Orleans Kindly
a very blue moon Just once in a very blue moon Just once... in a very blue moon And I feel one comin' on soon There's a blue moon shinin' When I am
Now they all sat around in a circle They were laughing and all telling lies Then the tall one he bumped in a dollar Oh he said boys I've got nothing
' back here watchin' our children grow If there's a better ace in the deck, Well,... baby, come on and show me... If you ain't got a hand then get on
of the book in my lap The snow makes me drowsy... while the dreams roll and tumble... It's a long way to Texas... it's a long way back home It's a three
the champ He fell a little bit short... oh, hit the ramp This is the story, sad and it's gory of Robin Winter-Smith He was a very brave man if you get
Blue Ridge mountains at the fall of the night It sure feels good when you cross that line I'll tip my cup and holler at the moon I'll say-a-Great White