Six String Fever...
Автор: byMIROBE
Загружено: 2026-03-01
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Got my old guitar and a pocket full of dreams,
Runnin’ down the highway, chasin’ moonlight beams.
That Texas heat is burnin’ deep inside,
Ain’t no slowin’ down, gotta ride this tide.
Six-string fever, runnin’ wild,
Fire in my fingers since I was a child.
Ain’t no cure, can’t break free,
This blues got a hold on me.
Smoke in the bar, lights hang low,
Band kicks in, let the good times flow.
Every note’s got a story to tell,
A little bit of heaven, a whole lotta hell.
Six-string fever, runnin’ wild,
Fire in my fingers since I was a child.
Ain’t no cure, can’t break free,
This blues got a hold on me.
Some folks run, some stay behind,
Me, I keep rollin’ where the bright lights shine.
Ain’t got much, just a beat-up case,
But when I play, man, I own this place.
Six-string fever, runnin’ wild,
Fire in my fingers since I was a child.
Ain’t no cure, can’t break free,
This blues got a hold on me.
Six-string fever, won’t let go,
Playin’ till the last call, one more show.
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