Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song Poor Howard had a wife and she
He always sings, raggedy music to the cattle As he swings, back and forward in the saddle On a horse, the pretty good horse, that syncopated, gaited There
Take away the breath of flowers It would surely be a sin Take the rain from April showers It's a sin Take away the violins, dear From a lovely symphony
Vertimas: Eddy Arnold. Blogas Howard.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. Vieni savo.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. AŠ TAVE MYLIU Dėl sentimentalių priežasčių.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. Mano Adobe Hacienda.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. "Mes iki du Vienas.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. Nr.
Vertimas: Howard, Eddy. Yra Taip! Taip! Tavo Akyse.