Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping Here behind my hand It's lonesome in my heart's land as the sands of the desert Oh, tell me, why
By Warren Zevon Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping Here behind my hand It's lonesome in my heart's land, as the sands of the desert
Превод: Зевон, Ворен. Долазе у Блуз.
