Текст песни Hair of Gold, Eyes of Blue - Gordon MacRae
I
came
down
from
Butte,
Montana,
For
a
little
change
of
scene,
And
I
stopped
to
stay
in
Santa
Fe,
Where
I
met
a
pretty
queen.
Hair
of
gold,
eyes
of
blue,
Lips
like
cherry
wine
She's
the
prettiest
gal
I
ever
know
and
I'm
gonna
make
her
mine.
Now
I
planned
to
leave
on
Monday,
But
she
held
me
kinda
tight,
So
I
stood
my
ground
and
hung
around,
And
then
I
left
on
Friday
night.
Oh,
hair
of
gold,
eyes
of
blue,
Lips
like
cherry
wine,
The
prettiest
gal
I
ever
knew
and
I'm
gonna
make
her
mine.
1 Congratulations to Someone
2 Face To Face
3 How Do You Speak To An Angel
4 So In Love
5 Stranger In Paradise
6 Thoughtless
7 Younger Than Springtime
8 Hair of Gold, Eyes of Blue
9 Tea for Two
10 Bluebird of Happiness
11 Dearie
12 Echoes
13 Need You
14 Whispering Hope
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