Текст песни #1 (The Ballad of Dallas Davidson) (Whiskey Wolves of the West) с переводом

I’m gonna win all kinds of money

Hit the jackpot bettin' on a pony

Wake up hangover-free down in New Orleans

I’ll finally find a hurricane that chases

The bad mojo tied to my laces

Chop to the banks of the Mississippi

Every word tolls off my tongue

Into a song that’s number one

The verse rings out while the guitars strum

The tunes I write make people hum

Different dates for the days of the week

Too many lines, not enough sleep

Gotta stay ahead of the next big thing

Every word tolls off my tongue

Into a song that’s number one

With the to the eagle find

I’ll read your mind, troubles are gone

Troubles are gone

I used to wake to the boxcar whiste

Twenty feet from my bedroom window

Feelin' dark as the ink on this bright white page

Sometimes when the words ain’t comin'

I crack a cold one and roll me a number

That’s when it all falls into place

I only write number ones

The words I sing, people hum

With the sound of bass the angels cry

I read your mind, troubles are gone

Troubles are gone

Troubles are gone

(Troubles are gone)

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