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Blue Belles The

Preklad: The Blue Belles. Mladé srdcia.

blues du blues du blues, Du blues du blues. Du blues du blues du blues, T'faut du blues. Du blues du blues du blues, Du blues du blues. Du blues du blues

on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my washing The black will be gray and the white will be gray But the blues are still blue I'm crying

I always will and though devotion rules my heart I take no bows Oh but Bill you know I wanna take my wedding vows Come on Bill Come on Bill I got the wedding bell blues

There is no deeper blue in the ocean that lies As deep as the blue of your laughing eyes No sweeter sound than your gentle sigh No heart was ever so pure

Each is not my love, moan I for what I make up hundreds so I know how to make love There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved Started to see him

Bill Come on and marry me, Bill, I got the wedding bell blues Please marry me Bill, I got the wedding bell blues, wedding bell blues Marry me Bill, I got the wedding bell blues

I should know my time and place I'm Tuesday's child without the grace Bring your canary, bring your flame There's a rich seam of windy in my coal mine

I'd say life's a different story when you're facing certain death I wonder did they kick back when they knew the game was up Static on the radio ain't