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Cold Shoulder
- wykonawca: Garth Brooks
- album: Ropin' The Wind
There?s a fire burning bright
At our house tonight
Slow music playing, soft candlelight
On her lips I keep tasting,
The warm red wine
I?m there in her arms
But it?s all in my mind
The snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I?m a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
18 wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder
This old highway
Is like a woman sometimes
She can be your best friend
But she?s the real jealous kind
She?s the lady that leads me
To the life I dream of
And she?s the mistress that keeps me
From the one?s that I love
The snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I?m a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
18 wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder
God, I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder.
- album: Ropin' The Wind
There?s a fire burning bright
At our house tonight
Slow music playing, soft candlelight
On her lips I keep tasting,
The warm red wine
I?m there in her arms
But it?s all in my mind
The snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I?m a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
18 wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder
This old highway
Is like a woman sometimes
She can be your best friend
But she?s the real jealous kind
She?s the lady that leads me
To the life I dream of
And she?s the mistress that keeps me
From the one?s that I love
The snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I?m a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
18 wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder
God, I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old cold shoulder.