Lyrics Delta Spirit - White Table
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Meet me darlin', won't you?
I've been waiting for you
At my lonesome white table
Ready, willing, and able
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
I'll give you my love but not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
I'll give you my love but it won't be true
Someday darlin' maybe
You could be my baby
Until then I'll be waitin'
At my lonesome white table
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
I'll give you my love but not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
I'll give you my love but it won't be true
Встретишь меня, любимая, не так ли?
Я ждал тебя
За моим одиноким белым столом
Готовый, желающий, и способный увидеть тебя
Разорванный на две часи
Избитый и раненый
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но не сердце
Изодранный и поистрепавшийся
Избитый и ушибленный
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но это не будет верно
Когда-нибудь, любимая, возможно
Ты могла бы быть моей деткой
До тех пор я буду ждать
За моим одиноким белым столом
Разорванный на две часи
Избитый и раненый
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но не сердце
Изодранный и поистрепавшийся
Избитый и ушибленный
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но это не будет верно
I've been waiting for you
At my lonesome white table
Ready, willing, and able
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
I'll give you my love but not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
I'll give you my love but it won't be true
Someday darlin' maybe
You could be my baby
Until then I'll be waitin'
At my lonesome white table
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
I'll give you my love but not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
I'll give you my love but it won't be true
Встретишь меня, любимая, не так ли?
Я ждал тебя
За моим одиноким белым столом
Готовый, желающий, и способный увидеть тебя
Разорванный на две часи
Избитый и раненый
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но не сердце
Изодранный и поистрепавшийся
Избитый и ушибленный
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но это не будет верно
Когда-нибудь, любимая, возможно
Ты могла бы быть моей деткой
До тех пор я буду ждать
За моим одиноким белым столом
Разорванный на две часи
Избитый и раненый
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но не сердце
Изодранный и поистрепавшийся
Избитый и ушибленный
Я дам тебе свою любовь, но это не будет верно
Meet me darlin, won't you?
I've been waiting for you
At my lonesome white table
Ready, willing, and able
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
But not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
But you won’t be true
Someday darlin 'maybe
You could be my baby
Until then I'll be waitin '
At my lonesome white table
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
But not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
But you won’t be true
Meet me, love, is not it?
I was waiting you
At my lonely white table
Ready, willing, and able to see you
Torn into two hours
Beaten and wounded
I will give you my love, but not your heart
Tattered and frayed
Beaten and bruised
I will give you my love, but it will not be true
Someday, love, maybe
Could you be my baby
Until then, I will wait
At my lonely white table
Torn into two hours
Beaten and wounded
I will give you my love, but not your heart
Tattered and frayed
Beaten and bruised
I will give you my love, but it will not be true
I've been waiting for you
At my lonesome white table
Ready, willing, and able
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
But not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
But you won’t be true
Someday darlin 'maybe
You could be my baby
Until then I'll be waitin '
At my lonesome white table
Torn in two
Beaten and scarred
But not my heart
Tattered and worn
Battered and bruised
But you won’t be true
Meet me, love, is not it?
I was waiting you
At my lonely white table
Ready, willing, and able to see you
Torn into two hours
Beaten and wounded
I will give you my love, but not your heart
Tattered and frayed
Beaten and bruised
I will give you my love, but it will not be true
Someday, love, maybe
Could you be my baby
Until then, I will wait
At my lonely white table
Torn into two hours
Beaten and wounded
I will give you my love, but not your heart
Tattered and frayed
Beaten and bruised
I will give you my love, but it will not be true