Paroles de la chanson Faded Blue Jeans par
We been together forever
And that's how it's gonna stay
You couldn't separate us if you tried
We've been sharing sweaters
Writing each other love letters
Ever since I can remember being alive
Too young to be sinning, it was just the beginning
Of the rest of our life
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
And that's how it's gonna stay
You couldn't separate us if you tried
We've been sharing sweaters
Writing each other love letters
Ever since I can remember being alive
Too young to be sinning, it was just the beginning
Of the rest of our life
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
My father never forgave us
Said even God couldn't save us
Thank heavens it wasn't them to decide
Who would be the one we married
Still rolling in the grass, sharing
Everything between us, left and right
Oh, from the beginning, we were loving, not sinning
For the rest of our lives
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin (Yeah)
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen (Seventeen)
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Faded blue jeans
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen (Seventeen)
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Faded blue jeans
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Mm, Mama
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin
Mm, Mama
You were so good-looking (Oh), Mama said it was a sin