Crying Shame Songtext
von Paul Kelly
Crying Shame Songtext
I like your careless grace
Your sideways talking, too
Let me tell you straight
There′s a whole lot I like about you
Your hazel mocking eyes
The broken tales you tell
I haven't known you long
But I′d really like to know you well
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache in me
Now would anybody mind
If we just slipped away
You know, I live close by
If you want to come and see my place
I got some Coopers Ale
Last night's chilli beans
Got some records, too
From way down in New Orleans
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache in me
Maybe you got somewhere
You're supposed to be
Maybe you got someone
With a claim on your company
Let the four winds blow
Let it rain and hail
Tonight if you pay the price
There′s a steady rocking man for sale
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache In me
I got a long-necked bottle
I got the ways and means
I got the music, too
Let′s dance like they do in New Orleans
Your sideways talking, too
Let me tell you straight
There′s a whole lot I like about you
Your hazel mocking eyes
The broken tales you tell
I haven't known you long
But I′d really like to know you well
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache in me
Now would anybody mind
If we just slipped away
You know, I live close by
If you want to come and see my place
I got some Coopers Ale
Last night's chilli beans
Got some records, too
From way down in New Orleans
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache in me
Maybe you got somewhere
You're supposed to be
Maybe you got someone
With a claim on your company
Let the four winds blow
Let it rain and hail
Tonight if you pay the price
There′s a steady rocking man for sale
Sure would be a crying shame if you put the brake on me
Sure would be a crying shame if you left the ache In me
I got a long-necked bottle
I got the ways and means
I got the music, too
Let′s dance like they do in New Orleans
Writer(s): Paul Maurice Kelly, Dan Kelly, Daniel Luscombe, Peter Luscombe, Bill Mcdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com