Из альбома: Poet: A Tribute to Townes Van Zandt
Loretta, she’s a barroom girl
Wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tells me lies I love to believe
Her age is always 22
Her laughing eyes a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to Loretta, won’t you say to me:
«Darling put your guitar on?
Have a little shot of booze
And play a blue and wailing song»
My guitar rings a melody
My guitar sings, Loretta’s fine
Long and lazy, blond and free
I can have her anytime
Sweetest at the break of day
Prettiest in the setting sun
She don’t cry when I can’t stay
'Least not till she’s all alone
Loretta, I won’t be gone long
Keep your dancing slippers on Keep me on your mind a while
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Loretta, she’s my barroom girl
Wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tells me lies I love to believe
Her age is always 22
Her laughing eyes are hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to