Ruthie Foster - Beaver Creek Blues | Текст песни

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• Ruthie Foster
• Beaver Creek Blues

Oh, a cup black coffee gonna start my day.
A cup of black gonna start my day.
A cup of black gonna start my day.
I won’t make it any other way.

Speedin’ down the road on a country side, ya’ll.
Speedin’ down the road on a country side.
Speedin’ down the road on a country side.
Blue lights flashin’, got nowhere to hide.

Well, jump into the bed, baby honey, as I told ya’ll.
Let’s jump into the bed, baby honey.
Well, jump into the bed, baby honey, as I told.
He held on tight and wouldn’t let go.
Just wouldn’t let me go.

Sittin’ on a porch while the bullfrogs sing.
Sittin’ on a porch while the bullfrogs sing.
Yes, I was sittin’ on a porch while the bullfrogs sing.
Life on the river’s such a fine, fine thing.

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You know I ain’t rich, got no silver spoon, ya’ll.
Oh, I ain’t rich, and I got no silver spoon.
You know I ain’t rich, got no silver spoon.
But I’m countin’ on my stars, and I’m laughin’ at the moon .

No, I can’t get the paper or the cable news, ya’ll.
Oh, I can’t the paper or the cable news, nah.
I can’t the paper or the cable news.
Sittin’ here laughin’ ‘bout the Beaver Creek Blues.

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