Song | South Of Santa Fe |
Artist | Brooks & Dunn |
Album | The Very Best Of Brooks & Dunn |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Boone, Brooks, Nelson | |
Where the rain don't fall and the grass don't grow | |
The older part of New Mexico | |
I drifted into town one day | |
And stumbled in on a lost cafe | |
Shades were pulled and the door was locked | |
Something made me knock | |
Time stood still when she opened the door | |
I didn't know where I was anymore | |
And we were lost in each other's eyes | |
Where loneliness meets paradise | |
Something in my heart broke free | |
Blowing wild as the tumbleweed | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel's face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
Bad news tends to travel fast | |
I was running from my past | |
I left her when ther morning broke | |
Truth is I never let her go | |
I'm still running free | |
But in my heart I'll always be | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angels face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe |
zuo ci : Boone, Brooks, Nelson | |
Where the rain don' t fall and the grass don' t grow | |
The older part of New Mexico | |
I drifted into town one day | |
And stumbled in on a lost cafe | |
Shades were pulled and the door was locked | |
Something made me knock | |
Time stood still when she opened the door | |
I didn' t know where I was anymore | |
And we were lost in each other' s eyes | |
Where loneliness meets paradise | |
Something in my heart broke free | |
Blowing wild as the tumbleweed | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil' s gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel' s face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
Bad news tends to travel fast | |
I was running from my past | |
I left her when ther morning broke | |
Truth is I never let her go | |
I' m still running free | |
But in my heart I' ll always be | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil' s gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angels face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe |
zuò cí : Boone, Brooks, Nelson | |
Where the rain don' t fall and the grass don' t grow | |
The older part of New Mexico | |
I drifted into town one day | |
And stumbled in on a lost cafe | |
Shades were pulled and the door was locked | |
Something made me knock | |
Time stood still when she opened the door | |
I didn' t know where I was anymore | |
And we were lost in each other' s eyes | |
Where loneliness meets paradise | |
Something in my heart broke free | |
Blowing wild as the tumbleweed | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil' s gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel' s face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
Bad news tends to travel fast | |
I was running from my past | |
I left her when ther morning broke | |
Truth is I never let her go | |
I' m still running free | |
But in my heart I' ll always be | |
Somewhere north of heaven | |
Where eagles fear to fly | |
Where the sun burns hot as the devil' s gate | |
The desert meets the sky | |
Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angels face | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe | |
North of heaven, south of Santa Fe |