歌曲 | Adobe Walls |
歌手 | Gary Allan |
专辑 | Alright Guy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brown, Reed | |
Buenos noches | |
Senorita, | |
I'm mighty pleased to meet ya | |
Maybe you and | |
I could sit a spell and talk | |
I'm new to | |
Santa Fe, | |
I just rode into town today | |
Thought I'd spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
It's dark in this cantina, it's a wonder that | |
I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don't understand a word you're saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages | |
And no time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
Sure as there are stars above | |
We're not the first to fall in love | |
That's the magic of these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don't understand a word you're saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages, | |
And now time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
As sure as there are stars above, | |
We're not the first to fall in love | |
That's the magic of these old adobe walls | |
Yes sure as there are stars above | |
We're not the first to fall in love | |
That's the magic of these old adobe walls |
zuo qu : Brown, Reed | |
Buenos noches | |
Senorita, | |
I' m mighty pleased to meet ya | |
Maybe you and | |
I could sit a spell and talk | |
I' m new to | |
Santa Fe, | |
I just rode into town today | |
Thought I' d spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
It' s dark in this cantina, it' s a wonder that | |
I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages | |
And no time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
Sure as there are stars above | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages, | |
And now time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
As sure as there are stars above, | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
Yes sure as there are stars above | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls |
zuò qǔ : Brown, Reed | |
Buenos noches | |
Senorita, | |
I' m mighty pleased to meet ya | |
Maybe you and | |
I could sit a spell and talk | |
I' m new to | |
Santa Fe, | |
I just rode into town today | |
Thought I' d spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
It' s dark in this cantina, it' s a wonder that | |
I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages | |
And no time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
Sure as there are stars above | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
I hear Celito | |
Lindos softly playing | |
As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
Your brown eyes tell me all | |
I need to know | |
These walls have stood for ages, | |
And now time still turns its pages | |
Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
As sure as there are stars above, | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
Yes sure as there are stars above | |
We' re not the first to fall in love | |
That' s the magic of these old adobe walls |