Текст песни Hubbin' It - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys
Wagon
load
trouble
Big
steep
hill
to
climb
Honey,
she
done
left
me
And
I
ain't
got
a
dime
Keep
hubbin'
it,
hubbin'
it,
son
It's
your
wagon
load
Keep
right
on
hubbin'
it
Down
that
lonesome
road
(happy
now)
How's
the
world
treatin'
ya
Made
your
fortune
yet
(no,
not
yet)
World
ain't
been
treatin'
me
I
pay
for
what
I
get
Keep
hubbin'
it,
hubbin'
it,
son
It's
your
wagon
load
Keep
right
on
hubbin'
it
Down
that
lonesome
road
Some
folks
born
to
lose
And
some
folks
born
to
win
Some
folks
born
to
hub
it
And
that's
where
I
come
in
Keep
hubbin'
it,
hubbin'
it,
son
It's
your
wagon
load
Keep
right
on
hubbin'
it
Down
that
lonesome
road
I've
pulled
tons
o'
cotton
I've
hoed
fields
o'
corn
Guess
I'll
be
hubbin'
it
Till
Gabriel
blows
his
horn
Keep
hubbin'
it,
hubbin'
it,
son
It's
your
wagon
load
Keep
right
on
hubbin'
it
Down
that
lonesome
road
Down
that
lonesome
road
1 Cherokee Maiden
2 Miss Molly
3 My Confession
4 Texas Playboy Rag
5 My Window Faces The South
6 Fat Boy Rag
7 Three Guitar Special
8 Deep Water
9 South
10 Bubbles In My Beer
11 Ida Red Loves To Boogie
12 The Warm Red Wine
13 Texas Drummer Boy
14 Dusty Skies
15 Home In San Antone
16 Never No More Hard Times Blues
17 Sugar Blues
18 You're From Texas
19 That's What I Like About the South
20 The Devil Ain't Lazy
21 Blues For Dixie
22 Sally Goodin'
23 Hubbin' It
24 I Laugh When I Think How I Cried Over You
25 Nothin' But the Best for My Baby
26 Don't Be Ashamed of Your Age
27 Mean Woman with Green Eyes
28 I'm Tired Of Living This Lie
29 I'll Have Somebody Else
30 I Betcha My Heart I Love You
31 I Married The Rose Of San Antone
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