The Lady from 29 Palms — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

She left twenty-nine broken hearts

Broken in twenty-nine parts

Now there are twenty-nine fellas complainin to their moms

About the lady from 29 palms

She got twenty-nine cadillacs

Twenty-nine sables from sachs

They came from twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms

Around the lady from 29 palms

Shes a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly

A new kinda gal of the west

And yip-yip-yippy by-golly

Whatever she does, she does her best

She rides twenty-nine trails to bliss

Knows twenty-nine ways how to kiss

She is a gal that you dream of, youd love to have your arms

Around the lady from 29 palms



She left twenty-nine broken hearts, baby

Broken in twenty-nine parts were their broken hearts, mmm oy-da doy-da

Twenty-nine fellas complainin to their moms

About the lady from 29 palms

She got twenty-nine cadillacs, baby

Twenty-nine sables from sachs and them cadillacs, mmm boy-da doy-da

Twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms

Around the lady from 29 palms

(instrumental break)

Shes a yippety-yippety-yippety-eye-oh, what a dolly

A bronco that no one can break

And yippety-yippety-yippety-eye-oh, by-golly

Shes never giving, but how she takes

Shes got twenty-nine diamond rings

Got, got, got em without any strings (wow!)

A dynamite dream-boat, a load of atom bombs (who? )

The lady from 29 palms

The lady from 29 palms