название:

Every Red Light


автор:

Craig Morgan


жанры: country
альбомы: That's Why
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That secondhand junkyard heap
Was freedom with two bucket seats
With two grand on the windshield in shoe polishI had a stash of summer cash
From cleanin' pools and cuttin' grass
Gave the man that coffee can and I bought itFrom the moment that I turned the key
My right foot was heavy
From a mile away folks could hear me
Leanin' on that ChevySlidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badgeHad the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometownI still remember Jessie Lynn
Her sweet perfume and her poured in
Those faded jeans that always fit just rightSteamin' windows up on the riverbank
Had to get that V-8 cranked
To have her on the front porch by midnightCatchin' air on railroad tracks
Detroit horses breathin'
Peelin' paint off of city hall
Fuzz buster screamin'Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out Lynyrd Skynyrd turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badgeHad the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometownI burned up a hundred tires
Turnin' blacktop into gravel
Wore out my daddy's patience
And the judge's gavelSlidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, I can't drive 55 [Incomprehensible]
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badgeHad the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
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Это интересно:Prine is the son of William Prine and Verna Hamm. Prine himself started playing guitar at age 14, taught by his brother, David. He was a postman for five years and served in the Army before beginning his musical career in Chicago.In the late 1960s, while Prine was still delivering mail in Maywood, Illinois, he began to sing at open-mic evenings at the Fifth Peg on Armitage Avenue. Prine was initially a spectator, reluctant to perform, but eventually did so in response to a "You think you can do better?" comment made to him by another performer. Chicago Sun-Times movie critic Roger Ebert heard him there and wrote the first review Prine ever received, calling him a great songwriter.... продолжение
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