| Song | Adobe Walls |
| Artist | Gary Allan |
| Album | Alright Guy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Reed | |
| Buenos noches | |
| Senorita, | |
| I'm mighty pleased to meet ya | |
| Maybe you and | |
| I could sit a spell and talk | |
| I'm new to | |
| Santa Fe, | |
| I just rode into town today | |
| Thought I'd spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
| It's dark in this cantina, it's a wonder that | |
| I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
| I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
| Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don't understand a word you're saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages | |
| And no time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| Sure as there are stars above | |
| We're not the first to fall in love | |
| That's the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don't understand a word you're saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages, | |
| And now time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| As sure as there are stars above, | |
| We're not the first to fall in love | |
| That's the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| Yes sure as there are stars above | |
| We're not the first to fall in love | |
| That's the magic of these old adobe walls |
| zuo qu : Brown, Reed | |
| Buenos noches | |
| Senorita, | |
| I' m mighty pleased to meet ya | |
| Maybe you and | |
| I could sit a spell and talk | |
| I' m new to | |
| Santa Fe, | |
| I just rode into town today | |
| Thought I' d spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
| It' s dark in this cantina, it' s a wonder that | |
| I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
| I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
| Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages | |
| And no time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| Sure as there are stars above | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages, | |
| And now time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| As sure as there are stars above, | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| Yes sure as there are stars above | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Reed | |
| Buenos noches | |
| Senorita, | |
| I' m mighty pleased to meet ya | |
| Maybe you and | |
| I could sit a spell and talk | |
| I' m new to | |
| Santa Fe, | |
| I just rode into town today | |
| Thought I' d spend some time in these old adobe walls | |
| It' s dark in this cantina, it' s a wonder that | |
| I seen yaSittin' without any company at all | |
| I was wondering if we might dance away this lonely night | |
| Like two shadows on these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages | |
| And no time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| Sure as there are stars above | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| I hear Celito | |
| Lindos softly playing | |
| As I take you in my arms and hold you close | |
| Though I don' t understand a word you' re saying | |
| Your brown eyes tell me all | |
| I need to know | |
| These walls have stood for ages, | |
| And now time still turns its pages | |
| Hearts are still the same when night begins to fall | |
| As sure as there are stars above, | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls | |
| Yes sure as there are stars above | |
| We' re not the first to fall in love | |
| That' s the magic of these old adobe walls |