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Chris Rea

Texas Blue

 

Texas Blue

(альбом: Blue Guitars - 2005)


Snow chains busting up my fingers
Ice pick blisters across my hands
I close my eyes and dream of red rocks
All along the Rio grande

I was born into the north wind
Blades of ice and freezing rain
But I still dream cowboy blue skies,
how they help me ease the pain
'Til the day that sun comes shining,
'til the day that dreams come true
I'll be texas blue

Call me a fool if you really want to
tell me dreams can go so wrong
But these winter skies can't hurt me
while i sing this crazy song ...
'Til the day that sun comes shining
Leather boots and desert sky
'Til the day that dream comes true ...
I'll be texas blue

'Til the day that sun comes shining
'Til the day that dream comes true ...
I'll be texas blue

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