Galveston, oh, Galveston, I still hear your seawinds blowing;
I still see her dark eyes glowing.
She was twenty one, when I left Galveston.
Galveston, oh, Galveston, I still hear your seawaves crashin,
while I watch the cannons flashin'.
I clean my gun, and dream of Galveston.
I still see her standing by the water, Standing there looking out to sea.
And is she waiting there for me, On the beach where we used to run?
Galveston, oh!
Galveston, I am so afraid of dying, Before I dry the tears she's crying,
Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun, at Galveston, at Galveston
Không có nhận xét nào:
Đăng nhận xét