Текст песни Guys Like Me - Gary Allan

(Kostas/Treant Summar)
Well, there′s no more smokey bars in California,
There ain't no wildlife left in Tennessee,
But I keep on living every song I′m singing,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me.
All that's left in Bakersfield is a jukebox,
And it's haunted by old songs and memories,
It′s getting hard to find a place to play my guitar,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me.
Well, I′d like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they don't mind me hanging around,
A place where life don′t move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past.
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, I'm sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I′m just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me.
Well, I'd like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they don′t mind me hanging around,
A place where life don't move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past.
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, I'm sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I′m just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me.
Yeah, their trying to put an end to guys like me...