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• Artiste: Nanci Griffith
• Titre: Spin On A Red Brick Floor
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I could use a little spin on a red brick floor In that crazy ol' bar when Tim locks the door Where the walls are gonna ring and the strings are gonna bend And it's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again Oh. the Blue Ridge mountains at the fall of the night It sure feels good when you cross that line I'll tip my cup and holler at the moon I'll say-a-Great White North... honey here's to you sleep tight... [Chorus:] I've gone crazy on this road... with all of this travelin' alone, But the asphalt is burnin' tonight... The New England Spring's been good to me There's been warmth to lend and good lines to sing But, how I miss my native tongue 'cause... New York City sorta brings out the stupids in me I've got one more stop down in Tennessee My sweetheart is there just a-waitin' on me Then it's on down the road kickin' East Texas dust I'll catch my breath with that hot Houston neon buzzin' [Chorus] Oh, here comes a little spin on a red brick floor It's a crazy ol' bar and Tim's locked the door The wall's are ringin', the strings are gonna bend And it's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again