Somewhere in Texas, a young cowboy dreams Of the days when the buffalo roamed And he wished he had lived then 'cause he knew That he could have been the
Going home in this pickup not knowing this stickup Was in progress on the same side of town By a man in a truck the same kind he was driving Bad karma
Somewhere in Texas a cowboy dreams of the days when the buffalo roamed And he wished he had lived then cause he knew that he could have been The best
Превод: Вили Нелсон. Негде у Тексасу, Пт. 1.
Превод: Вили Нелсон. Негде у Тексасу, Пт. 2.
