• Разделы
  • ОСП - студия
  • Песни Советских времён
  • Песни - переделки (юмор)
  • Новогодние песни
  • Песни из мультфильмов
  • Фидошные (из сети FidoNet)
  • Туристические песни
• Как брать аккорды
• Настройка гитары

а б в г д е ж з и к л м н о п р с т у ф х ц ч ш щ э ю я

a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z

Войти / Зарегистрироваться

• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Good Times Gone”

• Lost it on the chesterfield
  Or maybe on a gambling wheel
  Lost in it a diamond mine
  It's dark as hell and hard to find
  Well you can climb to the top of the highest tree
  You can look around but you still won't see
  What I'm looking forWhere the good times gone
  Where the good times gone
  All that stupid fun and all that shit we've done
  Where the good times gone
  Well I still don't knowOut in the back in the old corn field
  Underneath the tractor wheel
  Thought I'd dig 'till I found it first
  Broke my back and died of thirstWell you can bribe the devil, you can pray to God
  You can sell off everything you've got
  And you still won't knowWhere the good times gone
  Where the good times gone
  All that stupid fun and all the shit we've done
  Where the good times gone
  And you still don't knowSaw it on the silver screen
  Preacher says don't know what it means
  Last page ad in a comic book
  Bought me a map, told me where to lookIt ain't carved of stone or made of wood
  And if you pay for it then it ain't no good
  And you still won't know
  

Поделитесь с друзьями:

дизайн сайта

Burg!art