Luke Combs – Where the Wild Things Are
Luke Combs – Where the Wild Things Are Şarkı Sözleri My big brother rode an Indian ScoutIt was black like his jacketAmerican Spirit hangin’ outta his mouthJust like our daddyHe kicked started that bike one night and broke mama’s heartHe pointed that headlight westOut where the wild things are He’d call me up every couple … Devamını oku…