Barbara Sue - текст песни
Barbara Sue
I heard about her from a friend of mine
He said she lives across the county line
The sweetest pick that ever grew on the vine
And now that's where I'm spending all my time
Her daddy Robert and her mama Ruth
They had a daughter name of Barbara Sue
And now she's eighteen and she knows the truth
Nobody's gonna tell her what to do
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ca-can't you see my love is true?
I want to ma-ma-ma-marry you
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
I'll take her riding on a Friday night
Straight down the highway in the clear moonlight
My Chevy's humming and she holds me tight
We'll find a preacher and we'll do it right
Her daddy told her that she'd have to wait
Her mama said, "Don't make a big mistake"
But we'll keep driving till we're out of state
And when they find us it'll be too late
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ca-can't you see my love is true?
I want to ma-ma-ma-marry you
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ca-can't you see my love is true?
I want to ma-ma-ma-marry you
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Barbara Sue
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