Из альбома: 1959

Well they say a part of Rachel died
The day her true love took his life
She stayed on at the Old Homestead
And sleeps alone in a cold, cold bed
She doesn't need no-one
She drives into town in her old tray back
Down thirty miles of dusty track
And still she wears thatmold black veil
Lips so red and skin so pale
I wonder if she knows
CHORUS
Rachel, I can't stop loving you
Tell me is there nothin' I can do
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
On the empty pillow there on Rachel's bed
In her silent eyes I search for a sign
That maybe she'll she the love in mine
When she goes by my head goes spinnin'
I wanna call her name but my nerves not willin'
I wonder if it shows
CHORUS
Well they say a part of Rachel died
The day her true love took his life
She stayed on at the old homestead
And sleeps alone in that cold, cold bed
But I wonder if she knows
Rachel, I can't stop loving you
Tell me is there nothin' I can do
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
On the empty pillow there on Rachel's bed
Oh how I long to lay my lonely head
On the empty pillow there on Rachel's bed

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