Blake Shelton - Georgia in a jug

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Mason jars on the dresser
Filled with quarters and dollars savin em for our trip around the world
But now you ve changed your tune
There ll be no honeymoon
So I m going there without you girl

I m going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila
Going down to Purto Rico in a bottle of rum
Going to Honolulu in a mai tai mug
Then I m coming back home to
Georgia in a jug.

We ll never ride that bus to Mexico City
It s a pity we ll never sail our ship into Waikiki and
We ll never share that brick suburban home
Today I m taking that money out of the jar
Tonight I ll buy my ticket down at the corner bar

I m going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila
Going down to Purto Rico in a bottle of rum
Going to Honolulu in a mai tai mug
Then I m coming back home to
Georgia in a jug.

Inne utwory

  • Good old boy, bad old boyfriend
  • If i was your man
  • I thought there was time
  • In my heaven
  • Nobody but me
  • Love gets in the way
  • Hey Romeo
  • Same old song
  • Underneath the same moon
  • Some beach
  • Playboys of the southwestern world
  • My neck of the woods
  • Problems at home
  • Goodbye time
  • Someday
  • I have been lonely
  • All over me
  • Austin
  • Losowe utwory

    Jeśli Bóg istnieje

    Gdzie k litera w notatniku
    skreśl dzisiaj w nocy imię moje
    i postaw krzyż a przy krzyżyku
    znak ciszy posyp go popiołem
    jeśli bóg istnieje

    Sto zim i ani jedno lato
    a czasem okruch z twego stołu
    czekałam aż do bólu na...

    Give it to you

    (Verse 1)
    You say its been too long
    since you, had some
    You say I turn you on
    like a fire that s burning inside
    You think that I m the one
    You see in your dreams
    I know what you mean yeah...

    Here tonight

    It s ten PM and I should have made the road tonight
    The moon was out and the clouds came in and took it s light
    My suitcase is over there somehow I just don t care
    Cause I don t want to be anywhere but right here tonight
    The...

    Regen & meer

    Du bist nicht wie ich
    Doch das ändert nicht
    Das du bei mir bist
    Und ich zuseh wie du schläfst
    Du bist noch längst nicht wach
    Ich war s die ganze Nacht
    Und hab mich still gefragt
    Was du tust wenn ich jetzt...

    A choćby z gwinta

    Kolejną noc, jak stary pies
    W obroży z pordzewiałych gwiazd
    Jeszcze się łasi, skamle, rwie
    Lecz dzisiaj nie dopadnie nas
    - Na dzisiaj pas

    Już się nie wgryzie, nie te dziąsła
    Nie będzie drapać, jęczeć, kąsać
    Choćby szarpała aż do świtu
    Nie wyrwie z gardeł tamtych krzyków
    - Już po capstrzyku