paroles de chanson Postcard from Pasadena - Gord Bamford
She
sent
a
postcard
from
Pasadena
Saying,
"Don't
call,
I'll
call
you"
Now
the
only
thing
that's
left
between
us
Is
80
miles
of
Highway
2
She
used
to
be
my
morning
sunshine
She
used
to
be
my
desert
rose
Along
came
a
tall,
dark
stranger
Then
the
next
thing
that
I
know
She
sent
a
postcard
from
Pasadena
Saying,
"Don't
call,
I'll
call
you"
Now
the
only
thing
that's
left
between
us
Is
80
miles
of
Highway
2
People
here
in
Victorville
Stop
and
ask
me
where
she's
gone
Even
down
at
the
local
diner
Our
favorite
table
is
set
for
one
She
sent
a
postcard
from
Pasadena
Saying,
"Don't
call,
I'll
call
you"
Now
the
only
thing
that's
left
between
us
Is
80
miles
of
Highway
2
It's
right
there
staring
at
me
On
my
refrigerator
door
I
keep
it
there
to
remind
me
I
don't
need
her
love
no
more
Yeah
right,
that's
what
I
keep
it
for
She
sent
a
postcard
from
Pasadena
Saying,
"Don't
call,
I'll
call
you"
Now
the
only
thing
that's
left
between
us
Is
80
miles
of
Highway
2
She
sent
a
postcard
from
Pasadena
Saying,
"Don't
call,
I'll
call
you"
Now
the
only
thing
that's
left
between
us
Is
80
miles
of
Highway
2
1 Blame It on That Red Dress
2 Postcard from Pasadena
3 Blue Collar Palace
4 Little Guy
5 Stayed 'Til Two
6 I Said Nothing
7 Drinkin' Buddy
8 Come over Here
9 In the Palm of Your Hands
10 Hurtin' Me Back
11 Honkytonks and Heartaches
12 Things Go Better with Love
13 Years Ago Last Night (with Jessie Farrell)
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