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Chorus Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me. I promise I won't take a dime when it comes my time to leave. The others wanted your whole heart, but I just want your sleeve. Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me. Well I heard he loves each one the same, As much as Ireland loves the rain. Steve, it rains at my house.
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me I promise I won't take a dime when it comes my time to leave The others wanted your whole heart, but I just want your sleeve Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me Well, I heard he loves each one the same As much as Ireland loves the rain Steve, it rains at my house everyday.
Steve Earle, Steve Earle Please write a song for me I promise I won't take a dime When it comes my time to leave The others wanted your whole heart I just wanted your sleeve Steve Earle, Steve Earle Please write a song for me Well I heard he loves each one the same As much as island loves the rain Steve, it rains at my house everyday.
Steve Earle, Steve Earle please write a song for me I do. Enjoy the lyrics !!! Lydia Loveless. Blessed with a commanding, blast-it-to-the-back-of-the room voice, the 24-year-old Lydia Loveless was raised on a family farm in Coshocton, Ohio, US—a small weird town with nothing to do but make music. With a dad who owned a country music bar.
The others wanted your whole heart But I just want your sleeve Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me Well, I heard he loves each one the same As much as Ireland loves the rain Steve, it rains at my house everyday He met'em all in every port 'Cause fallin' in love is a pilgrim's sport Ans as long as I can be the pirate, I'm ok You moved to the city, baby you had to go But I love.
Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me I promise, I won't take a dime when it comes my time to leave The others wanted your whole heart But I just want your sleeve And a shirt that goes with it 'cause it smells like you And you know I like to sleep in that And a vacation house at the beach And a really small wedding, only about.
D G Steve earle, steve earle, please write a song for me A G D I promise I won't take a dime when it comes my time to leave Bm A G The others wanted your whole heart, but I just want your sleeve.