Lyrics Ведущий Михаил Круг - Доброго пути МИНУС

I came from the flight, got tired, the campaign ended
D a d
Driver, driver, difficult people
G H EM
Yes, I myself am from a driver, God forbid
EM HM F# HM
Dust rubbed the dust in his road with his wheel

You go, you sing songs, listen to the motor
And he sings with me, he is a speed to the songs
I remembered Svetka how a draft lifted her skirt
And I cut the fifth and seemed to not see

Outside the window, the river runs, behind the river meadow
And Svetka waits for what time her dear friend
I slow down at the fontanel in the descent under the mountain
You take a key light

Sveta rides, drinks water, looks to the sides
About the driver’s life with the fort says
Ok, everything is calling where you want to go
And the teacher is only a table and look in a notebook

I did not tell her, to convince
If you do not rush to a friend, you need to ride
But then the flowers will fall off
Shuffle what to steal, cops will fuck up

And on the tracks here and there the pussy of the driver
At night they will stand one hundred grams, and even in the morning
And shakes life on a cardan after year of a year
Snow will notice the road, flood the rain

Loss: g d g a d g d ema f#

The mood was raised by an old poster
Someone wrote it many years ago
Do not forget to pick up, bring paints
Two words are warm: "Good Way"