Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Robbing The Bank Of Life (Stealing The Night), artist - Jessie Buckley. Album song Wild Rose, in the genre Саундтреки
Date of issue: 11.04.2019
Record label: Island Records
Song language: English
Robbing The Bank Of Life (Stealing The Night) |
He wore a Texas tuxedo, she wore Cadillac green |
They went together like a match and gasoline |
Big Davey Campbell from the abattoir |
And Annie O’Malley works the Larson bar |
Four thousand miles east of Tennessee |
Paisley Road West is the place to be |
He was a king of the cowboys, stealing the night |
She was the queen of Memphis, robbing the bank of life |
Whoa, robbing the bank of life |
Gun fight is ready, be quick on the draw |
The pistols, they were polished to shoot up the floor |
A getaway car is the last bus home |
To burn down that highway to the sweet unknown |
Sunday morning, 'nother week to kill |
Still in Little Dixie, left to Maryhill |
He was a king of the cowboys, stealing the night |
She was the queen of Memphis, robbing the bank of life |
Whoa, robbing the bank of life |
Two shots of whiskey and an iron brew |
Hands up, no one move |
King of the cowboys, stealing the night |
Queen of Memphis, robbing the bank of life |
King of the cowboys, stealing the night |
Queen of Memphis, robbing the bank of life |
Robbing the bank of life |