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  • Текст песни Bishop Allen - WEKH

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Bishop Allen - WEKH, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    The hills are like the hands
    Of a bare knuckled boxed after a hell of a fight
    And i can understand how they'd make you read the bible
    Out in the cold cold covered night
    And I'm singing along to the hallelujah songs
    It keeps me awake as I drive on and on

    East Kentucky hallelujah radio

    I get a cup of coffee from the truck stop diner,
    Bitter, black and burning my tongue.
    And I'm joining in again with the hound-dog choir,
    Howling with the best of my lungs
    My head is a box, it's got nothin' in it
    I sing about salvation and
    Believe it for a minute

    East Kentucky hallelujah radio
    East Kentucky hallelujah radio

    These hills are like the head
    Of a bare knuckle boxer of long after the end of his career
    These jagged little towns and the people that live in them
    Lord, what ever made them end up here?
    And this music they play is keeping them safe
    i can't believe how good it is
    It almost makes me want to stay

    East Kentucky hallelujah radio
    East Kentucky hallelujah radio

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