 |
 |
 TEKSTY WED£UG WYKONAWCY
[A
]
[B
]
[C][
D]
[E]
[F]
[G]
[H]
[I]
[J]
[K]
[L]
[£]
[M]
[N]
[O]
[P]
[Q]
[R]
[S]
[T]
[U]
[V]
[W]
[X]
[Y]
[Z]
[Inne]
|
 |
|
Tekstów w bazie: 28347
Wykonawców w bazie: 1795
W ostatnich dwóch dniach:50
Oczekuje na weryfikacjê: 114
|
 |
|
Tonery, tusze HP, Brother, Samsung
Wyposa¿enie,urzadzenia gastronomiczne,
profesjonalne wyposa¿enie pizzerii, blachy do pizzy, piece, miksery, akcesoria barmañskie, urzadzenia barowe,
piece konwekcyjno parowe Convect i Retigo, higiena kuchenna, ciagi technologiczne, ³opaty do pizzy i wiele innych
sklep internetowy - wyposa¿enie dla gastronomii.
Ogród Online - maszyny ogrodnicze kosiarki spalinowe, kosiarki elektryczne,kosy spalinowe, podkaszarki, minici¹gniki,kosiarki-traktorki i inne maszyny ogrodnicze. Bezpoœredni importer kosiarek, odœnie¿arek i innych maszyn ogrodniczych.
Zdrowie, medycyna - polecamy serwisy intetrnetowe poswiecone medycynie, jednym z nich jest katalog
zdrowie i uroda grupuj¹cy serwisy tematyczne.
Teksty piosenek
Opisy do komunikatora
Wino,wina, sklep winiarski
wino Europy, najlepsze wina wed³ug winiarskich przewodników.
|
|
 |
 |
|
|
Billy Joel - Ballad Of Billy The Kid
|
|
Ballad Of Billy The Kid
Billy Joel
From a town known as Wheeling West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio Grande
Well he started with a bank in Colorado
In the pocket of his vest a Colt he hid
And his age and his size took the teller by surprise
And the word spread of Billy the Kid
Well he never traveled heavy,
Yes he always rode alone,
And he soon put many older guns to shame
Well he never had a sweetheart
And he never had a home
But the cowboys and the ranchers knew his name
Well he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma
And the law just couldn't seem to track him down
And it served his legend well
For the folks loved to tell
'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town
One cold day a posse captured Billy
And the judge said string him up for what he did
And the cowboys and their kin
Like the sea came pouring in to watch
The hangin' of Billy the Kid
Well he never traveled heavy,
Yes he always rode alone,
And he soon put many older guns to shame
Well he never had a sweetheart
Tho' he finally found a home
Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name
From a town known as Oysterbay, Long Island
Rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand
And his daring life of crime made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio Grande
|
|
Wszelkie prawa do prezentowanych tekstów posiadaj± ich autorzy.
Tekst jest prezentowany wy³±cznie do celów edukacyjnych.
doda³: Administrator
czytano: 36 razy
|
Fragment na dzis:
Jacek Kaczmarski : Sen Katarzyny
Na smyczy trzymam filozofów Europy
Podpar³am armi± marmurowe Piotra stropy
Mam psy, soko³y, konie - kocham ³ów szalenie
A wokó³ same zaj±ce i jelenie
Pa³ace stawiam, g³owy ¶cinam
Kiedy mi przyjdzie na to chêæ
Mam biografów, portrecistów
-
|
I jeszcze jedno pragnê mieæ
- Stój Katarzyno! Koronê Carów
Sen taki jak ten mo¿e Ci z g³owy zdj±æ!
Kobiet± jestem ponad miarê swoich czasów
Nie bawi± mnie umizgi bladych lowelasów
Ich miêkkich palców dotyk budzi obrzydzenie
-
|
Ju¿ wolê ³owiæ zaj±ce i jelenie
Ze wstydu potem ten i ów
Rzek³ o mnie - Niewy¿yta Niemra!
I pod batogiem nago bieg³
Po ¶niegu dooko³a Kremla!
- Stój Katarzyno! Koronê Carów
Sen taki jak ten mo¿e Ci z g³owy zdj±æ!
Kochan....
|
|
|
 |
