opinaletras.com
inicio
últimas
agregar
agregar opinión
agregar letra
listado artistas
listado de artistas por inicial:
#
a
b
c
d
e
f
g
h
i
j
k
l
m
n
o
p
q
r
s
t
u
v
w
x
y
z
>
Agregar Letra
Artista:
Canción:
Enviar Letra
inicio
artistas con inicial
L
letras de
Linda Ronstadt
SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES
0 opinión
Letra y Significado de
SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES,
Linda Ronstadt
Significados y Opiniones (
0
)
Letra
Oh no! Esta misteriosa letra aun no encontro explicación. Si estas acá, podes ser la primer persona que aporte el significado de esta canción. No es necesario registrarse, puede ser anonimo. Hace clic en el botón verde y envianos tu opinión.
:)
Envia tu opinión de SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES
Envia tu opinión de SILVER THREADS AND GOLDEN NEEDLES
Silver threads and golden needles
linda ronstadt
I don't want your lonely mansion,
with the chill in every room.
i just want the love you promised,
beneath the pale moon.
but you think i should be happy,
with your money and your name,
and pretend that i don't notice,
while you play your cheating game.
Chorus:
silver threads and golden needles,
cannot mend this heart of mine,
and i'll never drown my sorrows,
in the warm glow of your wine.
you can't buy my love with money,
for i never was that kind,
silver threads and golden needles,
can not mend this heart of mine.
I grew up in faded gingham,
where love is a sacred thing.
you grew up in silk and satin,
where love is a passing game.
i know i was a fool,
to think your pride would let you,
live by the golden rule.
Corregir Letra
Corregir Letra
Silver threads and golden needles linda ronstadt I don't want your lonely mansion, with the chill in every room. i just want the love you promised, beneath the pale moon. but you think i should be happy, with your money and your name, and pretend that i don't notice, while you play your cheating game. Chorus: silver threads and golden needles, cannot mend this heart of mine, and i'll never drown my sorrows, in the warm glow of your wine. you can't buy my love with money, for i never was that kind, silver threads and golden needles, can not mend this heart of mine. I grew up in faded gingham, where love is a sacred thing. you grew up in silk and satin, where love is a passing game. i know i was a fool, to think your pride would let you, live by the golden rule.
Enviar Letra
-