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| | Название песни | текст | аккорды | табы |
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| A |  | A friend of a friend needs a favor... |  | | |
| | A long slow drive down an old dirt road... | | | |
| | A penny for your thoughts now baby... | | | |
| | A storm is coming... | | | |
| | A whisky bottle comforts me... | | | |
| | Across the border they turn... | | | |
| | After the smoke clears... | | | |
| | Ain't no cure for love... | | | |
| | Alarm clock rings its 6:45... | | | |
| | All I know is what I've been sold... | | | |
| | America's on fire... | | | |
| | And there I stood just like a soldier... | | | |
| | Angels falling from the sky... | | | |
| | Another Friday night I'm somewhere... | | | |
| | Another long and sleepless night... | | | |
| | As I sit in this smokey room... | | | |
| | As we stood there older than men... | | | |
| | At the mirror you fix your hair and put your makeup on... | | | |
| B | | Baby, baby, baby... | | | |
| | Bells will be ringing the sad, sad news... | | | |
| | Bet the black comes in red... | | | |
| | Billy Shears... | | | |
| | Bless me father I have sinned... | | | |
| C | | Call it social commentary... | | | |
| | Colours on the street... | | | |
| | Come on up to our house... | | | |
| | Come see a living... | | | |
| D | | Dateline early Sunday morning... | | | |
| | Diamond ring, wear it on your hand... | | | |
| | Don't be afraid to lose your way... | | | |
| | Dressed up for a big date... | | | |
| E | | Ever since I was a young boy... | | | |
| | Ever since there was thunder... | | | |
| | Every day it's the same when... | | | |
| | Every singer's always singing about someone else... | | | |
| | Everybody wants something, just a little more... | | | |
| | Everyday I wake up with my back against the wall... | | | |
| F | | Fathers love daughters like mothers love sons... | | | |
| | Feel me like I feel you... | | | |
| | Feels something like summertime... | | | |
| | First time I heard the music... | | | |
| | For thirty odd years I was a newspaper man... | | | |
| | Frank Sinatra died today... | | | |
| G | | Guano City | | | |
| H | | Happiness, it's been no friend to me... | | | |
| | Heavy is the head that wears the crown... | | | |
| | Hello again, it's you and me... | | | |
| | Hello my name is... | | | |
| | Hello, is there anybody out there... | | | |
| | Here comes the next big thing... | | | |
| | Here in the dark... | | | |
| | Hey Babe, it's me parked outside your house... | | | |
| | Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family... | | | |
| | Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey hey... | | | |
| | Hey man it's been a while do you remember me... | | | |
| | Hey mister can you help me I'm a loner on the run... | | | |
| | Hey Patty Garrett, that's what I used to call you... | | | |
| | Hey, man I'm alive... | | | |
| | How can I defend... | | | |
| | How you spend your minutes are what matters... | | | |
| I | | I always knew that I liked this place... | | | |
| | I been knocked down so many times... | | | |
| | I can still remember when... | | | |
| | I could roll the dice... | | | |
| | I couldn't sleep... | | | |
| | I don't give a damn how it's supposed to be... | | | |
| | I don't wanna be another wave in the ocean... | | | |
| | I feel I'm burning up with fever... | | | |
| | I feel just like Picasso... | | | |
| | I gave you my fingerprints... | | | |
| | I got my call lite on, give me one more fare now tonight... | | | |
| | I got some blood under my nails... | | | |
| | I got something on my mind; I'm just a little bit depressed... | | | |
| | I guess this time you're really leaving... | | | |
| | I had a roof over head... | | | |
| | I have run from the truth... | | | |
| | I have walked all alone on these streets I call home... | | | |
| | I just can't believe it was all a lie... | | | |
| | I light a candle in the garden of love... | | | |
| | I lost all faith in my God, in his religion too... | | | |
| | I never went to college I don't have a degree... | | | |
| | I played the part of a broken heart upon a shelf... | | | |
| | I saw you coming from a mile away... | | | |
| | I see you looking over your shoulder... | | | |
| | I see you thinking twice... | | | |
| | I should have seen it coming when roses died... | | | |
| | I should write down these words before I lose them... | | | |
| | I spent 20 years trying to get out of this place... | | | |
| | I thought miracles were make believe... | | | |
| | I tried to make you happy... | | | |
| | I used to be the kind of guy... | | | |
| | I wake up in the morning... | | | |
| | I walk down the street, people passing me by... | | | |
| | I was a little boy of nine years old... | | | |
| | I was born to be of service... | | | |
| | I was living my life like a long lost weekend... | | | |
| | I was lost, then I found you... | | | |
| | I was walking around, just a face in the crowd... | | | |
| | I was walking on a wire... | | | |
| | I went to see the preacher to teach me how to pray... | | | |
| | I wish I could fix your broken... | | | |
| | I wish that life was like it is in the movies... | | | |
| | I'm here trying to make a living... | | | |
| | I'm in this war but got no gun... | | | |
| | I'm lying here beside you in someone else's bed... | | | |
| | I've been lied to, you been cheated... | | | |
| | I've been staring at the page for what seems like days... | | | |
| | I've been waiting... | | | |
| | I've just seen trouble: he's calling out your name tonite... | | | |
| | I've seen the heart of darkness... | | | |
| | If I was your mother... | | | |
| | If there's something that needs fixing... | | | |
| | If you could see inside my heart... | | | |
| | If you need a little lovin', call on me..(alright.)... | | | |
| | If you're ready, I'm willing and able... | | | |
| | If you're ugly, I'm ugly too... | | | |
| | In a time, in a place... | | | |
| | In an empty room or a downtown bar... | | | |
| | In and out of love... | | | |
| | In my rearview mirror... | | | |
| | In the heat of the street of the city... | | | |
| | Is there anybody... | | | |
| | It ain't no fun lying down to sleep... | | | |
| | It feels like I'm walking on air... | | | |
| | It might be hard to be lovers... | | | |
| | It was another day... | | | |
| | It's a hot night, the natives are restless... | | | |
| | It's been a cold, cold, cold, cold... | | | |
| | It's hard for me to say the things... | | | |
| | It's like trying to light a match in the rain... | | | |
| | It's pretty cold for late September... | | | |
| | It's all the same, only the names will change... | | | |
| J | | Joey comes from a sacred part of town... | | | |
| | Joey comes from a sacred part of town... | | | |
| | Joey Keys was from my neighborhood... | | | |
| L | | Last night I had a dream... | | | |
| | Listen people can't you hear the voices that are crying out... | | | |
| | Load your guns, take sides... | | | |
| | Look at this world... | | | |
| | Looking at the pages of my life... | | | |
| | Looking like a train wreck... | | | |
| M | | Marry me to the blue sky... | | | |
| | Maybe we're all different... | | | |
| | Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds... | | | |
| | Morning comes crashing like a rock through a window... | | | |
| | Mother mother tell your children... | | | |
| | My friend had a girlfriend... | | | |
| | My mama told me... | | | |
| N | | No Apology... | | | |
| | Now I've heard there was a secret chord... | | | |
| | Now that you're gone i can see what was going on... | | | |
| O | | Ohh... | | | |
| | On the street where you girls talk about their social lives... | | | |
| | One heart one other, They met last summer... | | | |
| | Outside this world keeps turnin' 'round... | | | |
| P | | People people everywhere... | | | |
| R | | Rainy night and we worked all day... | | | |
| | Regrets are all you left on your lipstick stains... | | | |
| | Ride cowboy ride through the backdoor of heaven to the other side... | | | |
| | Riding high, then shot down... | | | |
| | Rumour has it that your daddy's coming down - he's gonna pay the rent... | | | |
| S | | Sayonara adios auf wiedersehen, farewell... | | | |
| | Seven days of Saturday... | | | |
| | She casts days away... | | | |
| | She said baby our love's just like your songs... | | | |
| | She says, baby... | | | |
| | She wakes up when I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies... | | | |
| | She wasn't young, but still a child... | | | |
| | She won't let me buy her jewelry... | | | |
| | She's got a blue tattoo on the back of her hand... | | | |
| | Shot through the heart and you're to blame... | | | |
| | Shot through the heart... | | | |
| | Should I? Could I... | | | |
| | Sitting here just watching you sleep... | | | |
| | Sitting here wasted and wounded... | | | |
| | Smoke stack blowing, there's a fire in the sky... | | | |
| | So now it's over, let the spot light fade... | | | |
| | So this is it... | | | |
| | So you want to be a cowboy... | | | |
| | Some 15 year old kid sits on his porch... | | | |
| T | | Take a look around you, yeah, the sky is falling... | | | |
| | Take a look around, this is what I see... | | | |
| | Tear off your mask, no need to hide... | | | |
| | Tell Frannie I'm sorry she didn't get to know her dad... | | | |
| | That was my brother lost in the rubble... | | | |
| | The clock strikes ten... | | | |
| | The kids round here look just like sticks... | | | |
| | The last time that I saw her... | | | |
| | The midnight bells are ringing... | | | |
| | The silicon chip inside her head gets switched to overload... | | | |
| | The weekend comes to this town... | | | |
| | The world is cracked... | | | |
| | There are days when she's a whisper nights when she's a scream... | | | |
| | There's a room at the end of the world... | | | |
| | There's a train out in the distance... | | | |
| | There's a whole lotta lonely... | | | |
| | There's no-one watching over me tonight... | | | |
| | There's something about you... | | | |
| | These days, it's hard to have a heart... | | | |
| | These four walls have got a story to tell... | | | |
| | These seven days and nights... | | | |
| | They call me Back Door Santa... | | | |
| | They say that no man is an island... | | | |
| | They should have put her in the movies... | | | |
| | They're putting up the chairs too close... | | | |
| | This ain't a song for the broken-hearted... | | | |
| | This isn't how the story ends, my friend... | | | |
| | This one goes out to the man who mines for miracles... | | | |
| | This Romeo is bleeding... | | | |
| | This time girl I've had enough... | | | |
| | This was a church... | | | |
| | This world don't give you nothing... | | | |
| | Thorn in my side... | | | |
| | Thunder cracks the sky is crying... | | | |
| | Time ain't nothing but time... | | | |
| | Today you'll pick up all the pieces... | | | |
| | Tommy used to work on the docks... | | | |
| | Tonight the moon is pretty as a brand new rose... | | | |
| | Tonight, they're shutting down the borders... | | | |
| | Try to walk on water... | | | |
| W | | Wake up everybody wake up... | | | |
| | We met some time ago, when we were almost young... | | | |
| | We were young, unafraid... | | | |
| | We would take no prisoners... | | | |
| | Welcome to another hard night... | | | |
| | Welcome to the party... | | | |
| | Well I got up this morning I rolled out of bed... | | | |
| | Well, now we're alone... | | | |
| | What if everything you always took for granted was gone... | | | |
| | What more can I do there's nothing I haven't tried... | | | |
| | What would you say to me... | | | |
| | What's you going to say about me... | | | |
| | When I look in your eyes I can feel the fire... | | | |
| | When I was just a boy... | | | |
| | When it hurts just to talk, and it's too dark to see... | | | |
| | When you walked into the party... | | | |
| | When your heart is hungry... | | | |
| | Why you wanna tell me how to live my life... | | | |
| | Word just came from upstate Joe... | | | |
| Y | | Yesterday's a memory... | | | |
| | You - you got a nasty reputation... | | | |
| | You been robbed... | | | |
| | You can lose at cards, you can lose your keys... | | | |
| | You can read it in the papers... | | | |
| | You can take back all your secrets... | | | |
| | You know your favorite old pair of shoes... | | | |
| | You look like shit so dear my brother... | | | |
| | You need someone to make it last... | | | |
| | You said you loved to watch me sleep... | | | |
| | You said you made me and you break me... | | | |
| | You say you don't like my kind... | | | |
| | You think you know me, just because you know my name... | | | |
| | You wanna start a fire... | | | |
| | You want commitment, well take a look into these eyes... | | | |
| | You're dancing with your shadow... | | | |
| | You're my missing picture on my mirror... | | | |
| | You've seen it, that's not what you wanted... | | | |
| | Your love is like bad medicine... | | | |
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