Chet Atkins & Eddy Arnold - Big D | Текст песни

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You're from Big D
I can guess
By the way you draw!
And the way you dress
You're from Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D little a, double l-a-s
And that spells Dallas
My darlin', darlin' Dallas

Don't it give you pleasure to confess
That you're from Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a-s
And that spell Dallas
Where ev'ry home's a palace

Cause the settlers settle for no less
Hooray for Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a-s

You're from Big D
I can guess
By the way you draw!
And the way you dress
You're from Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D little a, double l-a-s
And there's oil all over your address
Back home in Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a-s
And that spells Dallas
I mean it with no malice

But the rest of Texas looks a mess
When you're from Big D

My, oh Yes
I mean Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a
Big D, little a double l-a-s

Big D, Big D
Talkin' 'bout big D, big D

Oil! Oil! Oil! Cattle! Cattle! Cattle!
My, oh Dallas, Dallas, Dallas, Dallas!
Big D! Little A double L-A-S!

And that spells Dallas
My darlin', darlin' Dallas
Don't it give you pleasure to confess
That you're from big D
My, oh yes
I mean
Big D
Little A, Double L-A
Big D
Little A, double-A
Big D, little A, double L-A-S!

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