Lyrics:
at vi ikke lytter til den andre nei
Praten går ingen vei yeah yeah
Blir ikke sur blir ikke deppa
Blir ikke sur blir ikke deppa
Men jeg blir følsom
Ja
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
jeg elsker det
Chanel til alle mine elskere
Følsom i kløbben
Hun elsker det
Følsom i kløbben
Står der alene høy som faen, men jeg føler meg selv
Og
forære mig
fortærer dig
hvorfor er hud så følsom
når du mærker du er ensom
hvorfor er hud så følsom
mærker du er ensom
hvorfor er hud så følsom
når du
Inside the walls of prison my body may be but my Lord has set my soul free
There's a greystone chapel here at Folsom a house of worship in this den
Inside the walls of prison my body may be but my Lord has set my soul free
There's a greystone chapel here at Folsom a house of worship in this den
men æ e følsom, følsom, følsom, følsom
(alt handla ikkje om dæ)
ingenting kan gjør dæ varm, nei, nei
du gir mæ aldri nokka real, nei nei
du e
min
Når verden går videre og later som ingenting?
Alt jeg vil ha er litt kjærlighet
Så følsom - men jeg ekke no svak for det
Hvorfor skal jeg kjenne
Bounce bounce på mine greier boy
Lady killer jeg er en ung spiller
Bounce bounce mine greier
Bounce bounce mine greier boy
Lady killer en følsom ung
Lettera to Folsom prison
Hey I live in hell every day,
here in those walls they tell
of a woman who had to
bring a letter to Folsom Prison
no one
Five more miles to Folsom
This train can't move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go
Shot a man in Dallas
He made a fool
vært no' mere
For du er så fin
Men det er for mange av dere
Det er bare sånn jeg spiller
Jeg er bare en følsom player
Jeg er bare en følsom player
Jeg
Closing Medley (Folsom Prison Blues/I Walk The Line/Ring Of Fire/The R
[June Carter]
I hear the train a-coming
It's rollin round the bend
I ain't
de følelser
Jeg græder lidt
Som en bitch
Jeg en følsom fyr
Hoved drejer som et cykelstyr
Hun vil gerne med mig
Men den middag den er alt for dyr
Jeg
(Folsom), Folsom Street, on the way to (Polk and Castro)
(You don't find them finer)
(Freedom), freedom is in the air, yeah
(Searching for what we
in Walla Walla
Folsom prison is the destination
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time
In the scheme
Jeg har vært en følsom ung spiller
Husker du sa du vil ha en vinner
Jeg gikk i bakken så jeg måtte komme opp
Hopp ut av coupen min for å ta jakken på
I need to find me some religion
To lay my burden down
I need to find me some religion
It seems I'm Folsom bound
While the whistle keeps on blowing
I hear the train a-comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
I hear the train a-comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
I hear that train a-rolling, it's a-rolling round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stucked in Folsom Prison and time
I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
I hear that train a comin', it's comin' 'round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm locked in Folsom Prison and time
I hear that train a comin', it's comin' 'round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm locked in Folsom Prison and time
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