matchbox — текст песни (perkins carl)

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Date: Sat, 18 Jun 94 16:52:11 EDT
Subject: Perkins, Carl: Matchbox

Matchbox
Carl Perkins

A
Well, I`m sitting here wondering would a matchbox hold my clothes?
D
Yeah, I`m sitting here wondering would a matchbox hold my clothes?
E A
I ain`t got n matches but I got a long way to go.

Well, I`m an old poor boy and I`m a long, long way from home
I`m an old poor boy and I`m a long, long way from home
Guess I`ll never be happy; everything I do is wrong.

Let me be your little dog `til your big dog come.
Let me be your little dog `til your big dog come.
When your big dog gets here, show him what this little puppy done

[Repeat Verse 1]




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