I don't know how to write you a songThat says, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong"I can't find the words that don't make it cheapIt's right on the verge and just out of reachBut it must be a sad song with a blue melodyAnd I'll bet you it's lonesome, as lonesome as can beBut I'm starting to wonder if there's such a thingAs a sad song that's too sad to singMaybe tonight, maybe this time tomorrowMe and this guitar will get right with this sorrowAnd I'll play it for you and you'll come back to me'Cause you were always a fool for the blue melodiesSo it must be a sad song in three quarter timeThat chills down to the bone when the steel guitars cryBut if it's not the one that brings you home to meThen it's just a sad song that's too sad to singAwe, but if it's not the one that brings you back to meThen it's just a sad song that's too sad to singOh, it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing
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George Harvey Strait (Poteet, 18 de mayo de 1952) es un cantante de música country, actor y productor estadounidense. A Strait se le conoce como "Rey del Country" y la opinión pública le sitúa como una leyenda viva.
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