‘Rick Nelson’

O voce calda, o melodie linistita si oarecum trista, cantata intr-o maniera asemanatoare cu cea in care Elvis isi canta baladele, prezenta si pe coloana sonora a filmului Pulp Fiction. Exista si o oarecare asemanare fizica cu “Regele” si nu e nici o surpriza ca viata sentimentala a lui Ricky Nelson a fost destul de zbuciumata.

(4 votes, average: 4.25 out of 5)
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There’s a place where lovers go
To cry their troubles away.
And they call it,
Lonesome Town,
Where the broken hearts stay.

You can buy a dream or two
To last you all through the years.
And the only price you pay
Is a heart full of tears.

Goin’ down to Lonesome Town,
Where the broken hearts stay.
Goin’ down to Lonesome Town,
To cry my troubles away.

In the town of broken dreams,
The streets are filled with regret.
Maybe down in
Lonesome Town,
I can learn to forget.
Maybe down in
Lonesome Town,
I can learn to forget.
Lonesome Town.

(2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)
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I rise I fall with each little thing you do
You hurt I hurt I’m that much a part of you
And when you’re happy baby well I’m happy too
Since I’m that much a part of you

I rise I fall with each little breath you take
You cry I cry cause I feel the same heartache
And when you’re smiling baby well I smile too
Since I’m that much a part of you

Your lips are my lips my heart is your heart
Never let us be further than just a breath apart
I rise I fall with each little thing you do
You hurt I hurt I’m that much a part of you

Every thing that you feel baby well I feel it too
Since I’m that much a part of you
Every thing that you feel baby well I feel it too
Since I’m that much a part of you
a part of you a part of you

(1 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)
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I’m a travelin’ man
Made a lot of stops all over the world
And in every port I own the heart
Of at least one lovely girl

I’ve a pretty Seniorita waiting for me
Down in old Mexico
If you’re ever in Alaska stop and see
My cute little Eskimo

Oh, my sweet Fraulien down in Berlin town
Makes my heart start to yearn
And my China doll down in old Hong Kong
Waits for my return

Pretty Polynesian baby, over the sea
I remember the night
When we walked in the sand of Waikiki
And I held you, oh, so tight

[Instrumental Interlude]

Oh, my sweet Fraulien down in Berlin town
Makes my heart start to yearn
And my China doll down in old Hong Kong
Waits for my return

Pretty Polynesian baby, over the sea
I remember the night
When we walked in the sand of Waikiki
And I held you, oh, so tight

Oh, I’m a travelin’ man
Yes, I’m a travelin’ man
Yes, I’m a travelin’ man
Whoa, I’m a travelin’ man