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Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers


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Настоящее имя Kenneth Donald Rogers
Дата рождения 21 августа 1938 г.
Откуда Houston, Texas, United States
Жанры Country
Country Pop
Rock
Годы 1958—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Atlantic Records
Reprise Records
Mercury Records
Curb Records
WEA International Inc.
Capitol Nashville Records
См. также Dolly Parton
Juice Newton
Glen Campbell
The New Christy Minstrels
The First Edition
Dottie West
Sheena Easton
Kim Carnes
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Альбом Kenny Rogers



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(Pat Bunch/Doug Johnson)

Grady Johnson was a common man
Four children and some bottom land
Early to bed he said well that ain't me
I gotta spend some time with my family

Left to it's own device May becomes June
But children grow up all too soon

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low sell high and slow dance more

Mama Johnson was Grady's wife
She bore his children and she graced his life
Hand in hand and side by side
They worked hard to simplify

Some folks have and some have not
What really counts is what you do with what you've got

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low sell high and slow dance more

And more I think I understand
What my father's father meant
When he said son what matters most
You can count on just one hand

So love your neighbor as yourself
Don't use money to measure wealth
Trust in God but lock your door
Buy low sell high and slow dance more


. . .


(with Alison Krauss and Billy Dean)

He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
A three car garage, her own credit cards
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss good night
If he could only read her mind, she'd say:

Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life

Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone
And she can't help but wonder what she's doing wrong
Cause lately she'd try anything to turn his head
Would it make a difference if she said:

Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life

And the more that he lives the less that he tries
To show her the love that he holds inside
And the more that she gives the more that he sees
This is a story of you and me

So I bought you a rose on the way home from work
To open the door to a heart that I hurt
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
Cause I'm gonna make things right
For the rest of your life
I'm gonna hold you tonight
Do all those little things

. . .


Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.

I'm so tired
I can't sleep
Standing on the edge of something
Much to deep.

It's funny how we feel so much
And cannot say a word
We're screaming inside
But we can't be heard

Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.

So afraid to love you
More afraid to loose
Clinging to past
That doesn't let me choose.

Well, once there was a darkness
A deep and endless night
You gave me everything
You gave me light.

Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.

Remember all
The good times that we had
Let them slip away from us
And things got bad.

Clearly I first saw you
Smiling in the sun
I want to feel your warmth
I want to be the one.

Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.

Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.

Weep not for the memories.

The memories...

. . .


This is the house that love built
Memories of you are built in each wall
Wanting the seeds still haunt my dreams
Though I've just heard your voice in the hall
The mirrors reflect all the heartache I feel
Smiling photographs don't seem real.

Nothing's been moved, but everything's changed
Each chair isn't placed, just my life's rearranged
The wind cries your name through each window and door
Love don't live here, love don't live here anymore.

The fire alight still glows a pale blue
The mantle is cruel holding pictures of you
Your scent lingers there, in the bed that we shared
The last plant I sent isn't bloomed
These rooms are unkind to play tricks on my mind
I can see how you've lived without me.

Nothing's been moved, but everything's changed
Each chair isn't placed, just my life's rearranged
The wind cries your name through each window and door
Love don't live here, love don't live here anymore...

. . .


It's just her and the band and the clean up man
She's countin' up her tips, she did alright
She says goodnight
She drives home to a three room flat
Checks her machine and she feeds the cat
She's almost asleep
Before she turns out the light

In her dreams, she rides wild horses
And they carry her away on the wind
And they never make a sound
As they fly above the ground
Tonight she rides wild horses again

She's fallen in love a time or two
Somehow it always fell through - but she's strong
She carries on
Her life ain't always gonna be this way
She knows she's gonna shine someday
But for now
She'll escape until the dawn

In her dreams, she rides wild horses
And they carry her away on the wind
And they never make a sound
As they fly above the ground
Tonight she rides wild horses again

In her dreams, she rides wild horses
And they carry her away on the wind
And they never make a sound
As they fly above the ground
Tonight she rides wild horses again

In her dreams, she rides wild horses
And they carry her away on the wind
And they never make a sound
As they fly above the ground
Tonight she rides wild horses again
In her dreams, she rides wild horses

. . .


Anyone can read the signs
Or the writing on the wall
It's all right there to see
Except someone like me
Who can't see the truth at all.

It takes a special kind of fool
To stand out in the rain
Somewhere in between
Nothing left to lose
And nothing to be gained.

What kind of fool does it take?
To go on loving alone
Like there's some answer in the ruins
Some silver lining to be found.

An even bigger fool might think
You would care if my arm breaks
Before the time that I admit
I'm just the kind of fool love makes.

A wiser one would see
Nothing's gonna change
There's a time for giving up
A time for letting go
To learn from our mistakes.

But I keep holding on to hope
In spite of everything I know.

What kind of fool does it take?
To go on loving alone
Like there's some answer in the ruins
Some silver lining to be found...

It takes a bigger fool to think
That the dawn will never break
On this day that I admit
I'm just the kind of fool love makes.

. . .


If you could see me now
The one who said
That he'd rather roam
The one who said
He'd rather be alone
If you could only see me now.

If I could hold you now
Just for a moment
If I could really make you mine
Just for awhile
Turn back the hands of time
If I could only hold you now.

I been too long in the wind
Too long in the rain
Takin' any comfort that I can
Looking back and longing for
The freedom of my chains
And lying in you loving arms again.

If you could hear me now
Singing somewhere in the lonely night
Dreaming of the arms that held me tight
If I could only hold you now.

Ooh I been too long in the wind
Too long in the rain
Takin' any comfort that I can
Looking back and longing for
The freedom of my chains
And lying in your loving arms again
I can almost feel your loving arms again...

. . .


Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down those voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize, don't patronize me.

'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't
And you can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no, you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't.

I'll close my eyes, then I won't see
The love you don't feel when you're holding me
Morning will come and I'll do what's right
Just give me 'til then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight.

'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't
And you can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no, you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't...

. . .


I bless the day I found you
I want to stay around you
And so I beg you
Let it be me.

Don't take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever
Let it be me.

Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be?

So never leave me lonely
Tell me you'll love me only
And that you'll always
Let it be me...

. . .



Little boy in a baseball hat stands in the field with his ball and bat
Says, "I am the greatest player of them all"
Puts his bat in his shoulder and he tosses up his ball.
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down,
Swings his bat all the way around
The world so still you can hear the sound, the baseball falls to the ground.
Now the little boy doesn't say a word, picks up his ball he is undeterred.
Says, "I am the greatest that there has ever been"
And he grits his teeth and he tries again.
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down,
Swings his bat all the way around
The world so still you can hear the sound, the baseball falls to the ground.
He makes no excuses he shows no fear
He just closes his eyes and listens to the cheers.
Little boy he adjusts his hat, picks up his ball, stares at his bat
Says "I am the greatest when the game is on the line"
And he gives his all one last time.
And the ball goes up and the moon so bright
Swings his bat with all his might
The world's as still as still can be, the baseball falls
And that's strike three.
Now it's suppertime and his momma calls,
little boy starts home with his bat and ball.
Says, "I am the greatest, that is a fact,
But even I didn't know I could pitch like that!"
Says, "I am the greatest, that is understood,

. . .


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