Elton John
Roy Rogers
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Текст песни Roy Rogers
Sometimes you dream, sometimes it seems
There's nothing there at all
You just seem older than yesterday
And your waiting for tomorrow to call
You draw to the curtains, and one thing's for certain
You're cozy in your little room
The carpets all paid for god bless the T.V.
Let's go shoot a hole in the moon
Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Returning to our silver screen
Comic book characters never grow old
Evergreen heroes whose stories are told
Of a great sequined cowboy who sings of the plains
Of round-ups and rustlers and home on the range
Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights
Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Nine o'clock mornings, five o'clock evenings
I'd liven the pace if I could
Oh, I'd rather have ham in my sandwhich than cheese
But complain' wouldnt do any good
Lay back in my armchair, close eyes and think clear
I can hear hoofbeats ahead
Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop
While the wife and the kids are in bed
Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Returning to our silver screen
Comic book characters never grow old
Evergreen heroes whose stories are told
Of a great sequined cowboy who sings of the plains
Of round-ups and rustlers and home on the range
Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights
Roy Rogers is riding tonite
There's nothing there at all
You just seem older than yesterday
And your waiting for tomorrow to call
You draw to the curtains, and one thing's for certain
You're cozy in your little room
The carpets all paid for god bless the T.V.
Let's go shoot a hole in the moon
Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Returning to our silver screen
Comic book characters never grow old
Evergreen heroes whose stories are told
Of a great sequined cowboy who sings of the plains
Of round-ups and rustlers and home on the range
Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights
Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Nine o'clock mornings, five o'clock evenings
I'd liven the pace if I could
Oh, I'd rather have ham in my sandwhich than cheese
But complain' wouldnt do any good
Lay back in my armchair, close eyes and think clear
I can hear hoofbeats ahead
Roy and Trigger have just hit the hilltop
While the wife and the kids are in bed
Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonite
Returning to our silver screen
Comic book characters never grow old
Evergreen heroes whose stories are told
Of a great sequined cowboy who sings of the plains
Of round-ups and rustlers and home on the range
Turn on the T.V., shut out the lights
Roy Rogers is riding tonite
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