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Americký country-rockový zpěvák, kytarista a skladatel pocházející ze st. Kansas (nar. 1947). Začínal ve skupinách G - Clefs, Nomads a The Measles.
V letech 1969 -71 má vlastní skupinu James Gang. Poté působí krátce se souborem Barnstorm. Ten...
Píseň: Things
- Interpret:
- Joe Walsh
- Album:
- There Goes the Neighborhood
I like to take things one step at a time One foot in front of the other I like to think things will all work out fine And follow along behind those One act play-things can give you a thrill Guess it depends on the actor Dreams can come true, but some things never will As a matter of fact, those things are driving me crazy Those things are keeping me sane I like to take things and make a design Keep a low profile. Oh and I like to take things and put them to rhyme Like those things that are confusing And the things that seem so clear And the things that seem so far away And yet they seem so near There are some things I have lost And a few things I have found Well it's so hard to keep track of things There's so many around There's so many around And there's things we have to look for And a few we never find And we all have things in common You got your thing, I've got mine And some things they just happen And some things you can plan And some of those things you just can't help But some of them you can Oh, some of them you can As a matter of fact, those things Are driving me crazy Those things are keeping me sane Some things turn out all wrong And some things turn out all right Some things don't turn out at all But then again they might There are things that come too soon And some things that come too late It's the best thing to come too early So you have some time to wait Oh, have some time to wait Well it's hard to talk with words There's some things you just can't say And it's best to leave some things alone In case they go away You can share some things with friends There's some things we've all been thru' Well it's things like this and things like that And how are things with you? Oh, how do you do? You can hang things on your wall You can leave your things around You can mark some things 2001, and put them in the ground And maybe later on, they will dig them up some day And ooh and ahh, and 'how 'bout that?' Who knows the things they'll say