Texty:
Kris Kristofferson The Sabre And The Rose

sweetest thing that grows Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin' every night At a tavern called the Sabre and the Rose We swang into the saddle sick as breathing And

the sweetest thing that grows Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin' every night At a tavern called the Sabre and the Rose We swang into the saddle sick as breathing And

sweetest thing that grows Because the fairest ones in sight are bloomin' every night At a tavern called the Sabre and the Rose We swang into the saddle sick as breathing And