Robbie Fulks

3 песни

[Intro] A [Verse 1] N.C. Well, Daddy packed the van fulla campin' gear N.C. Mama filled the ice chest up with beer D A And I rode shotgun all

[Intro] G C G C G D G [Verse 1] G Sittin' on the front porch G Face toward the hill G A trail of years behind me G And a night ahead to kill [Refrain] C

[Intro] D G E A G D [Verse 1] D G Well, she's got a temper like a Texas storm D A My will's strong as brick D