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
Tercüme: Eddy Arnold. Kötü Howard.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. Her His Own için.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. Ben Sentimental Nedeniyle Love You.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. Benim Adobe Hacienda.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. 'Bu kadar iki adet var.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. Yok.
Tercüme: Howard, Eddy. Evet var! Evet! In Your Eyes.
