When the gypsies came a wandering, to our town They'd come by the house, and they'd start to play And father would go, to his room, and pickup his guitar Which he'd bought long ago With his paltry pay Mister, do you still have that guitar Mister, do you still have that black guitar That one was the best one by far And they kept on asking Along after that Whenever they'd shill, for a spare coin or two Always when they played, at the village saloon And they'd take their breaks, to drink at the bar Whenever their wives Stood by the door And asked for old clothes Their wives would implore Mister, do you still have that guitar Mister, do you still have that black guitar That one was the best one by far Now when I come home I sit beneath the chestnuts And I drink I drink with my friends Who still call this home And nearly every night To the table they come And play for us With childish faces And tremelous voices They ask Mister, do you still have that guitar Mister, do you still have that black guitar That one was the best one by far That one was the best one by far That one was the best one by far
loved it. they really picked the right kind of voice for the song.
Good cover. I love Vlado Kreslin :)
Beautiful song. It's actually a cover from Vlado Kreslin "Tista črna kitara".
Sounds AWESOME!!! :D
awesome!
Nicely done, but there is only one Vlado Kreslin
When the gypsies came a wandering, to our town
They'd come by the house, and they'd start to play
And father would go, to his room, and pickup his guitar
Which he'd bought long ago
With his paltry pay
Mister, do you still have that guitar
Mister, do you still have that black guitar
That one was the best one by far
And they kept on asking
Along after that
Whenever they'd shill, for a spare coin or two
Always when they played, at the village saloon
And they'd take their breaks, to drink at the bar
Whenever their wives
Stood by the door
And asked for old clothes
Their wives would implore
Mister, do you still have that guitar
Mister, do you still have that black guitar
That one was the best one by far
Now when I come home
I sit beneath the chestnuts
And I drink
I drink with my friends
Who still call this home
And nearly every night
To the table they come
And play for us
With childish faces
And tremelous voices
They ask
Mister, do you still have that guitar
Mister, do you still have that black guitar
That one was the best one by far
That one was the best one by far
That one was the best one by far
Alguém 2020 BR?
2021
is this w scott weiland ?