Song | She Don't Get The Blues |
Artist | Alan Jackson |
Album | Here In The Real World |
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作词 : Jackson, McBride | |
Well, she puts her dancing shoes on every night | |
And comes alive there in the smoke beneath them neon lights | |
And she don’t like those hurtin' songs 'cause she’s already lived ‘em | |
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em | |
Well, she checks her broken heart there at the door | |
And she ain’t lookin' for romance, she’s danced that dance before | |
Well, I pity the next poor fool that gets caught up in her rhythm | |
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em | |
And she’s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain’t gonna go for anything you’ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em | |
And she’s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain’t gonna go for anything you’ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em | |
No, she don’t get the blues, | |
Lord she gives ‘em |
zuo ci : Jackson, McBride | |
Well, she puts her dancing shoes on every night | |
And comes alive there in the smoke beneath them neon lights | |
And she don' t like those hurtin' songs ' cause she' s already lived ' em | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
Well, she checks her broken heart there at the door | |
And she ain' t lookin' for romance, she' s danced that dance before | |
Well, I pity the next poor fool that gets caught up in her rhythm | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
And she' s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain' t gonna go for anything you' ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
And she' s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain' t gonna go for anything you' ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
No, she don' t get the blues, | |
Lord she gives ' em |
zuò cí : Jackson, McBride | |
Well, she puts her dancing shoes on every night | |
And comes alive there in the smoke beneath them neon lights | |
And she don' t like those hurtin' songs ' cause she' s already lived ' em | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
Well, she checks her broken heart there at the door | |
And she ain' t lookin' for romance, she' s danced that dance before | |
Well, I pity the next poor fool that gets caught up in her rhythm | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
And she' s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain' t gonna go for anything you' ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
And she' s been on the losin' end of love too many times | |
And she ain' t gonna go for anything you' ve got in mind | |
So before you start let me impart these few words of wisdom | |
She don' t get the blues, she gives ' em | |
No, she don' t get the blues, | |
Lord she gives ' em |