Nhạc sĩ: Bill Monroe
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Texas Way Out WestWell, my old friend, the old Clay Morris, now he's gone to restI laid him down beneath a mountain in Texas Way Out WestFor the cactus blooms over his bed beneath the coyote's cryI know he sleeps in perfect peace beneath the Texas skyOh, may, oh, may, oh, may he sleepOh, Joe, how rich my heart will leave here aloneBut now my right brain's turned on to Texas homesOh, my love, you old pal, it shall linger onI will always thank you, dear love, for your dead and goneOh, may, oh, may, oh, may he sleepOh, may
03:10
02:18
04:21
03:14
