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Willie Nelson
Willie Nelson


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Настоящее имя Willie Hugh Nelson
Дата рождения 30 апреля 1933 г.
Откуда Abbott, Texas, U.S.
Жанры Country
Country Rock
Outlaw country
Alternative Country
Годы 1956—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Island Records
Columbia Records
Atlantic Records
Lost Highway Records
См. также Waylon Jennings
The Highwaymen
Johnny Cash
Kris Kristofferson
Roger Miller
Ray Price
Snoop Dogg
Merle Haggard
Kurt Nilsen
Faron Young
Emmylou Harris
Dolly Parton
Juice Newton
Toby Keith
Sheryl Crow
Norah Jones
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Альбом Willie Nelson


Take It To The Limit (1983)
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Read in the paper nearly everyday people breaking up and just walking away
From love and that's wrong don't you know that's wrong
A happy little home comes up for sale because two fools half tired and failed
To get along and you know that's wrong
A man hurts a woman and a woman hurts a man
And neither one of them try to love and understand
And take it with a grain of salt

A little bit of love is better than no love even sad love's better than no love
Even bad love is better than no love at all
A little bit of love is better than no love even bad love's better than no love
Any kind of love is better than no love at all

No love at all is a poor old man standin' on the corner with his hat in his hand
And thare's no place to go and he's feeling low
No love at all is a child in the street dodging traffic and a begging to eat
On the tennament row and that's a rough row to hoe
No love at all is a scared young girl standin' on the bridge on the edge of the world
And it's a pretty short fall
A little bit of love is better than no love...
A little bit of love is better than no love...

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Why do I have to choose to see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues well darling I refuse
Love is hard to find love of any kind
And a love like yours and mine creates it's own design
So why do I have to choose see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues well darling I refuse
[ guitar - sax ]
And when I think of her and then I think of you
The love is not the same but either love is true
Why do I have to choose to see everybody lose
To walk around and sing the blues well darling I refuse
[ guitar - sax ]

. . .


Tell me why baby why baby why baby why
You make me cry baby cry baby cry baby cry
You know that I'll love you till the day that I die
So tell me why baby why baby why baby why

Well I got a crow I want to pick with you
Just like last time when the feathers flew
You're runnin' wild a kickin' uo your heels
And leavin' me home with a handful of bills
Tell me why baby why...
[ guitar ]
Well now I don't know but I've heard you say
That every little dog's a gonna have his day
You better pay attention don't you dare forget
Cause I'm just a little baby puppy yet
Tell me why baby why...
Tell me why baby why...
[ guitar ]
You know that I'll love you till the day that I die
So tell me why baby why baby why baby why

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I can hear the wind a blowing in my mind
Just the way it used to sound through the Georgia pines
And you were there to answer when I called you and me we had it all
Remember how I used to touch your hair
While reaching for the feeling that was always there
You were the best thing in my life I can recall you and me we had it all
I know that we can never live those times again
So I let my dreams take me back to where we have been
Then I'll stay with you girl as long as I can
Oh it was so good oh it was so good oh it was so good when I was your man
[ guitar ]
I'll never stop believing in your smile
Even though you didn't stay it was all worth while
You were the best thing in my life I can recall you and me we had it all
You and me we had it all

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All alone at the end of the evening and the bright lights have faded to blue
I was thinkin' about a woman who might have loved me and I never knew
You know I've always been a dreamer spent my life running round
And it's so hard to change can't seem to settle down
But the dreams I've seen lately
Keep on turnin' out and burnin' out and turnin' out the same
So put me on a highway and show me a sign and take it to the limit one more time
[ piano ]
You can spend all your time making love you can spend all your love making time
If it all fell to pieces tomorrow would you still be mine
And when you're looking for more freedom when nobody seems to care
And you can't find the door well you can't find it anywhere
When there's nothin' to believe in
Still you're coming back you're running back
You're coming back for more
So put me on the highway and show me a sign and take it to the limit one more time
Take it to the limit take it to the limit take it to the limit one more time

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I'm sittin' in the railway station got a ticket for a destination
On a tour of one night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound I wish I was homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting silently for me

Every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me for movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound...
[ guitar ]
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness and harmony I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound...
[ guitar ]

. . .


I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack County
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names
So he locked my leg to thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain

All we had to eat was bread and water
Each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
Black sneak whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained
But we couldn't fight back wearin' 35 pounds of Blackjack County chain

And then one night while the sheriff was a sleepin'
We all gathered round him slowly creepin'
And heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain
When we beat him death with thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain

Now the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful
That there's nothing but a scar round my ankle
Most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain
[ guitar ]

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Just like the sun over the mountain top you know I'll always come again
You know I love to spend my morning time like sunlight dancing on your skin
And I have never gone so long just for telling lies to you
What you've seen is what I've been
There is nothing that I can hide a few you see me better than I can
Out on the road that lies before me now there are some turns where I will spin
I only hope that you will hold me now till I gain control again
[ guitar ]
Just like a lighthouse you must stand alone and mark the sailors journey's end
And no matter what sea that I've been sailing on I'll always roll this way again
Out on the road that lies...

. . .


Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark old friends mhm old friends
Oh old friends swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching popcorn to the doves old friends mhm old friends
Old friends looking up to watch the birds
Holdin' arms to climb a curb old friends mhm old friends
[ guitar ]
Old friends Lord when all my work is done
Bless my life and grant me one old friend just one old friend
[ guitar ]

. . .


Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
In the midnight hour if my lips were dry
Would you go away to another land walk a thousand miles through the burning sand
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand if I give my love to you
Will you bathe with me in the stream of life
When the moon is full will you bathe with me
[ piano - guitar ]
Will you love me when I a'm down and out
In my time of trials will you stand by me
Would you go away to another land...

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