Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Little River BandНазвание : This PlaceДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : classic rock 70s australian rock soft rock Видео:
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Busted doors and broken women hang out in the street Faces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greet And the old cafГ© door`s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing There`s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow Wondering what the hell I`m doin` This place used to be my home This town I used to call my own Over the years nothin` and no one`s grown In this place, I used to call my home The old tree on the hill`s still standin` Where my baby and I used to lay down She taught me about livin`, lovin` and life My first and only love from this town And the plain old houses seem like long lost friends But most have been torn down I guess they tried to make way for some kinda progress So hard to find in this town This place used to be my home This town I used to call my own Over the years nothin` and nobody`s grown In this place, I used to call my home Fields of green and lazy skies Golden memories just pass me by When you go back, well, it`s never the same I know it`s true But I`m still hooked on you … and this place The old cafГ© door`s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing There`s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow Wonderin` what the hell I`m doin` This place used to be my home This town I used to call my own Over the years nothin` and no one`s grown In this place … This place used to be my home This town I used to call my own Over the years nothin` and no one`s grown In this place, I used to call my home | Похожие исполнители:
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