paroles de chanson Arms Full Of Empty - Buck Owens

Oh, you took my car and took my money
Done me wrong and that ain′t funny
Left me standing here looking silly
Jumped aboard that silver plane
Waved at me through the windowpane
Left me with my arms full of empty
Well, I'm so sick and tired of gettin′ up
So sick and tired
Sick old dirty clothes and dirty dishes
I'm tired of all these sleepless nights
That drives me up to walls
Tired of having arms full of empty
Oh, you took my car and took my money
Done me wrong and that ain't funny
Left me standing here looking silly
Jumped aboard that silver plane
Waved at me through the windowpane
Left me with my arms full of empty
Well, now, darling, if you will come back
I promise you that I won′t be mad
For I never was one to hold grudges
I ain′t had no tender loving care
Since you've been gone
I′ve only had two arms full of empty
Oh, you took my car and took my money
Done me wrong and that ain't funny
Left me standing here looking silly
Jumped aboard that silver plane
Waved at me through the windowpane
Left me with my arms full of empty
Yes, you left me with my arms full of empty