Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rue de la Guitare , by - Jimmy Buffett. Song from the album Songs from St. Somewhere, in the genre ПопRelease date: 19.08.2013
Record label: Mailboat
Song language: English
Rue de la Guitare |
| A Sunday off in gay Paris |
| I was bound for the sacred street |
| God’s the draw up on Montmartre |
| But not Rue de la Guitare |
| Ne pas Rue de la Guitare |
| Like melodies that never fade |
| B-girls perform their masquerades |
| Pigale is still a strange bizarre |
| Down on Rue de la Guitare |
| Rue de la Guitare |
| Windows filled with long lost dreams |
| Unfinished songs on rusty strings |
| From Nazareth across the sea |
| She’d somehow caught up with me |
| Her fait accompli |
| I read the wood and felt the scars |
| They spoke of nights in smoky bars |
| How many songs, how many beers |
| Had caused her journey here |
| A toast to those who love to hear |
| A D-18 played Lightfoot clear |
| Music still lives in shops and bars |
| Along Rue de la Guitare |
| Rue de la Guitare |
| Now over here, people sing |
| «Comment ca va, monsieur Buffett? |
| Un verre de vin, une chanson a jouer» |
| Vive Rue de la Guitare |