Текст песни
There was a girl from Tennessee, Brought the fires of hell on me. She brought a long line of hurt and a World of trouble. Every door became one more wall. Goddamn, you know I gave it my all. Oh, I tried and I tried, but couldn't stop Loving her. Some people take it for a ride, Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet. Some people keep it inside, going out of their Mind like they're high on cocaine. Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwing it Around like it's fool's gold. Oh, there ain't no slowing me down. I wear mine on my Sleeve. Sleeve. She drove me out of state and Out of mind, and I searched for her in Those West Coast nights, In every little smile and stranger passing through. I still see her now and then in my Dreams. It's like she's still calling out to me, But I know that she's far gone. Oh. Some people take it for a ride, Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet. Some people keep it inside, going out of their Mind like they're high on cocaine. Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwing it Around like it's fool's gold. Oh, there ain't no slowing me down. I wear mine on my Sleeve. Sleeve. I was as blue as those cop car lights. Innocent that sailed that night. She broke me down to pieces. She broke me down to pieces. I'm still picking up the pieces, But at least it's still beating. Some people take it for a ride, Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet. Some people keep it inside, going out of their Mind like they're high on cocaine. Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwing it Around like it's fool's gold. Oh, there ain't no slowing me down. I wear mine on my Sleeve. Sleeve
Nate Smith — Sleeve Piano Version
«Sleeve Piano Version» — Nate Smith. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:32. Жанр — Кантри.
