Ana Sayfa


















Text Reklamlar:

Yemek Tarifleri
Sağlık Kütüphanesi
Perde



B. B. King

> Jack,youre Dead

 Biyografi | Diskografi | Fotoğraflar | Şarkı Sözleri | Akorlar ve Tablar | Basında | Forum

Jack,youre Dead

When youve got no more assurance
Than a great big hunk of lead
If you dont respond to romance
Jack, youre dead!

When a chick is smiling at you
Even though theres nothing said
If you stand there like a statue
Jack, youre dead!

Youve been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like old man mose

When you get no kicks from loving
And you blow your top instead
Its a fact that you aint living
Jack, youre dead!

If you just aint got nobody
Since youve gone and lost your head
Rigor mortis has set in daddy
Jack, youre dead!

Whats the use of having muscles
When your life hangs by a thread
If you aint got no red corpuscles
Jack, youre dead!
Youve been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like old man mose

When you get no kicks from loving
And the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler, murder!
Jack, youre dead!
All the breaths leaked out of you
When your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and say, um, um, um, dont he look natural
When that happens to you, daddy
Jack, youre dead!


Söz: -
Müzik: -
Albüm: Let The Good Times Roll

Gönderen: bati_yakasi  [13 Temmuz 2006 11:33:37]
Okunma Sayısı: 54

 

Forum | Aktif Üyeler | Sohbet | Mesaj Merkezi | Müzik Dinle | Müzik Listelerim | Video İzle

Yerli Gruplar | Yabancı Gruplar | Amatör Gruplar | Demolar

Biyografiler | Diskografiler | Sanatçı Fotoğrafları | Şarkı Sözleri | Akorlar ve Tablar | Basın Bilgileri

Üyelik | Ayarlar | Üye Ara | İletişim | Reklam



Site içerisindeki materyallerin kaynak gösterilmeden kopyalanması ve yayınlanması yasaktır.
Copyright © 2007 Anatolianrock.com