Paroles & traductions de Trent Tomlinson

The sunbeam hit the Jim Beam And ricocheted off a bottle of Coke Cut through the still smoulderin' Second-hand night-before smoke The whisky's half-empty Half in me, my enemy an' my friend Well,

One, two, three, four Can't you see that ol' weepin' willow tree Just enough shade for my ice-cold Bud an' me I just sit here where the breeze is soft An' I play the tapes with the letters h