Run On
(Traditional - arranged by Elvis Presley)
Well you may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour's wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all brother you'll knock no more
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Klamstewko:
Pewne malznstwo zaprosilo na kolacje najlepsza przyjaciolke zony. Kolacja udala sie znakomicie, smiali sie i rozmawiali we trojke do pozna. Gdy przyjaciolka wychodzila gospodarz zaoferowal, ze ja odwiezie do domu. W samochodzie dalej rozmawiali i robilo sie coraz milej. Gdy byli juz na miejscu przyjaciolka zaprosila go na lampke wina. Wypili cale wino i koniec koncow wyladowali w lozku. O trzeciej nad ranem niewierny maz mowi:
- O rany! Musze isc do domu! ?ona mnie zabije!
- Masz racje. Kiepska sytuacja - twoja zona to moja najlepsza przyjaciolka... Ale jak ty sie jej wytlumaczysz?
- Nie martw sie, pozycz mi tylko troche talku.
- ???
- O nic nie pytaj. Zobaczysz - bedzie dobrze.
Przyjezdza po chwili do domu i drzwi otwiera mu wsciekla zona
- Gdzie byles !!!
- Kochanie. Bardzo Cie przepraszam. Twoja przyjaciolka jest bardzo mila i bardzo atrakcyjna. Zdradzilem cie z nia. Przepraszam.
?ona patrzy na niego i po chwili wykrzykuje:
- Pokaz rece! (rece sa cale w talku)
- Nie klam ?WINIO! Znowu grales z kolegami w kregle!!!!!
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