Artista Chris Young
Genero: Country
Disfruta la música cristiana de Chris Young, uno de los cantantes más influyentes del género Country. Escucha sus canciones más populares, explora sus álbumes y conoce su trayectoria.
Devil's Thumbprint : Chris Young
Disfruta la canción Devil's Thumbprint de Chris Young, una canción cristiana donde la letra y la melodía se unen para expresar un mensaje de fe y alabanza a Dios.
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Letra
Devil's Thumbprint
Chris Young
Texas Night Lovely senorita, Wanderin' by caught my eye
And as we danced I knew I'd never let her go
The stars looked down flashin' out a warning
"Man beware" I didn't care, Lost somewhere 'tween midnight and the morning glow
Her Hair was black as ebony, her skin was soft and white
Her perfume filled my head with dreams, My heart beat like a tambourine
She whispered low something in Spanish, and flashed those green eyes
The moonlight and tequila blinded me to her disguise
Her lips like wine brushed against mine and as she lured me in
I should've seen the Devil's Thumbprint plain as sin
Morning light through the tattered curtains
Hotel room, Clock says noon, I rubbed my head and feel a burning in my brain
She stole my watch, stole a hundred dollars, left me flat, but worse than that
She took my heart and didn't even leave her name
Well I guess she made a fool of me, I bet I'm not the first
My head tells me its over now, but my heart can't help rememberin' how
She whispered low something in Spanish, and flashed those green eyes
The moonlight and tequila blinded me to her disguise
Her lips like wine brushed against mine and as she lured me in
I should've seen the Devil's Thumbprint plain as sin
Her Hair was black as ebony, her skin was soft and white
Her perfume filled my head with dreams, My heart beat like a tambourine
She whispered low something in Spanish, and flashed those green eyes
The moonlight and tequila blinded me to her disguise
Her lips like wine brushed against mine and as she lured me in
I should've seen the Devil's Thumbprint plain as sin
Yeah I should've seen the Devil's Thumbprint plain as sin
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