The echo of his footsteps in the street And the drip-drop of tears on my cheeks Were the only sounds on that sad dark night When my loving baby said goodbye
We used to stay home every night We lived a quiet, happy life But now if you’re looking to find me ain’t so hard I’ll be right here on Heartache Boulevard
Come on over and see me sometime The jukebox plays on and the losers are fine Oh how the whiskey flows and it works like a charm Here on Heartache Boulevard
So pour me a round at the bar And turn up that steel guitar Cause I ain’t going home and I ain’t going far I moved down to Heartache Boulevard
Come on over and see me sometime The jukebox plays on and the losers are fine Oh how the whiskey flows and it works like a charm Here on Heartache Boulevard
Come on over and see me sometime The jukebox plays on and the losers are fine Oh how the whiskey flows and it works like a charm Here on Heartache Boulevard Here on Heartache BoulevardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
