Ryan Adams Damn, Sam текст песни, слова песни Damn, Sam Ryan Adams
Ryan Adams - Damn, Sam
i'm as calm as a fruit stand in new york
and maybe as strange
when the colors go out of my eyes
it's usually the change.
but damn, sam, i love a woman that rains
clear as a bell, and sound as an old engineer
clear as a bell, and sound as an old engineer
with talented breezes that blow off your hat with a sneer.
as a man, i ain't never been much for talkin to.
i'm as open as a door in her house
that leads to her room
and when the color goes out of my eyes
she's usually too
but damn, sam, i love a woman that's blue.
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