Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When the Sun Don't Shine, artist - Sammy Hagar. Album song Cosmic Universal Fashion, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 17.11.2008
Record label: BMG Rights Management (US), F.W.O
Song language: Gaelic
When the Sun Don't Shine(original) |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Now rained out in Memphis, dropped down to New Orleans |
Rode the Mississippi, hey we’ll hit the St. |
Louis, ha |
Cut across to Texas, dropped down to San Antone |
Doubled back through Houston, sure do feel like home |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin' for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun don’t shine |
When the sun don’t shine, when the sun don’t shine, hey |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Well, I dropped by a church house, tried talkin' to the man |
Can’t tell him everythin' but I tell him what I can, hmm |
Stopped by the barroom down by the union hall |
Next thing I know a man said hey, said last call |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin' for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun don’t shine |
When the sun don’t shine, when the sun don’t shine |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Woah, uh, ow, hey |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin' for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun don’t shine |
When the sun don’t shine, when the sun don’t shine |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Hey, ha, ha |
(translation) |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Now rained out in Memphis, dropped down to New Orleans |
Rode the Mississippi, hey we’ll hit the St. |
Louis, ha |
Cut across to Texas, dropped down to San Antone |
Doubled back through Houston, sure do feel like home |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin 'for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun doesn’t shine |
When the sun doesn’t shine, when the sun doesn’t shine, hey |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Well, I dropped by a church house, tried talkin 'to the man |
Can’t tell him everythin ’but I tell him what I can, hmm |
Stopped by the barroom down by the union hall |
Next thing I know a man said hey, said last call |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin 'for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun doesn’t shine |
When the sun doesn’t shine, when the sun doesn’t shine |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Woah, uh, ow, hey |
You’re gonna miss your water, you’re gonna miss your wine |
I sure miss my baby’s honeysuckle vine |
Lookin 'for your lighthouse, south of the border time |
You don’t miss your garden till the sun doesn’t shine |
When the sun doesn’t shine, when the sun doesn’t shine |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Na, na, na, na, na, na |
Hey, ha, ha |