Smokin' the old Ducados the
old man got down in Spain.
Eatin' eggs and French fries
on the side.
Ride that Harley Davidson
in the hot summer heat.
Lord knows that I just love
to ride.
Go by and pick up that Kentucky
girl.
She knew me when I got my
start.
Oh yeah, those were different
days...
CHORUS
in the valley of the thundering
hearts,
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
Get your greasy hair, girl,
right on my face.
This old redneck's on fire,
burnin' up.
Give us a kiss, baby, make
it on the same place.
Humidity's about to drive
me all crazy wild.
Pretty soon, the sun will be
goin' down,
and this little town will
be cool and dark.
Forget about heaven.
Let me stay here forever
CHORUS
in the valley of the thundering
hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
thundering hearts
Marco Giunco |
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