big thing Big cigars, diamond rings, ridin' all around in a limousine When you finally hit the top Man you know what that means Well, everybody's ready for the next big thing
Get a bellybutton ring You can stand back I'm a lean machine Maybe I'm gonna be the next big thing Chorus Everybody's ready for the next big thing
Übersetzung: Vince Gill. Next Big Thing.
doubt But there's just that one thing I can't live without Won't try to stop you can't change your mind Been nice to know you, could you leave that sweet thing
a bellybutton ring You can stand back I'm a lean machine Maybe I'm gonna be the next big thing Chorus Everybody's ready for the next big thing
: (Vince Gill / Al Anderson) There's nothin' like the feelin' When you finally find someone You're wastin' your time Thinkin' the whole thing through
: I wipe a tear away As I give up this day Wondering if I'll ever find Someone And when I close my eyes and dream These are the words I'm whispering
: I wake up one morning and it's passed you by. Don't know when and you don't know why. I feel like an old memory hangin' round. An' man, you've got
: No man ever sounded so lonesome No man ever made you feel such pain Lord, it must have been a real mean bottle That made you sing that way The stories
: (Vince Gill / Pete Wasner) Baby, let's just say farewell Baby, let's just both give in No, it's not too hard to tell The walls are closin' in Oh
: (Vince Gill / Dean Dillon) My dad was a man With two hard workin' hands He always took time out for me Well, I'd come home from school Load up that
you The sun's gonna shine on you I miss that little sparkle on your face That pretty little smile that has been replaced Have a little faith, baby just be still 'Cause things
a man But I can't Not from where I stand You see I made a promise When I put on that rign And I plan to kep it, babe It's a sacred thing Well, heaven
: We closed down the Border Cantina And drank margaritas till dawn You were my sweet senorita And I was your handsome Don Jaun We danced like there was
: (Vince Gill / Leslie Satcher) There's a man drinkin' whiskey in a barroom He's nursin' a broken heart There's a woman at a table With her own brand
: (Vince Gill / Reed Nielson) Why don't you come clean, baby I know what you're goin' through You must think I'm some kind of crazy Well, honey I'm
: This old guitar and me And the things that we've been through C.F. Martin built him Back in nineteen fourty-two I remember when we met I was only seventeen
