Åñëè Âàøåé ëþáèìîé ïåñíè èëè àëüáîìà Johnny Mercer íåò â ñïèñêå ïåñåí, òî Âû ìîæåòå äîáàâèòü èõ â íàøó êîëëåêöèþ ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòîé ôîðìû. Äîáàâèòü âèäåî-êëèïû ê ïåñíÿì Âû ìîæåòå íà ñîîòâåòñòâóþùèõ ñòðàíèöàõ. Òàê æå Âû ìîæåòå äîáàâèòü áèîãðàôèþ è äèñêîãðàôèþ ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòîé ññûëêè.
Åñëè Âû õîòèòå äîáàâèòü íîâîãî èñïîëíèòåëÿ è åãî ïåñíè, âîñïîëüçóéòåñü ýòîé ôîðìîé.
A Gal In Calico Johnny Mercer Music and Lyrics by Arthur Schwartz and Leo Robin
Met a gal in calico, down in Santa Fe; Used to be her Sunday beau ‘til I rode away. Do I want her, do I want her love? Yes siree! Will I win her, Will I win her love? Wait and see! Workin’ with a rodeo, go from town to town. See most ev’ry kind a gal, ev’ry kind a gown. But who made my heart sing Yippee Yi! Yippee Yo! My little gal in calico.
Take my gal in calico, down in Santa Fe; Guess I’d better let her know that I feel this way. Is she waitin’, is she waitin’? She better be. Am I hopin’ to be ropin’ her? Yes siree! Gonna quit the rodeo, gonna settle down, Buy a bolt of calico for a weddin’ gown. Then will I fence her in Yippee Yi! Yippee Yo! My little gal in calico.