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Артист: Tara MacLeanНазвание : Kentucky Feb. 27, `71Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : female vocalists singer-songwriter canadian pop folk Видео:
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There were signs beside the road like "Jesus Saves" And "Relieve yourself the fast and gentle way" I was lookin` for an old man who lived way back in these hills Who just might have a story I could tell Pretty soon the blacktop disappeared I felt the car change to a lower gear I took a drink of liquor just to chase away the chill I was 27 miles from Olive Hill Ahead I saw the bridge where I turned right A dirt road led straight up a mountainside I pulled up to a farmhouse I thought I had seen before An old man and his dog were at the door They told me this old-timer knew this land I told him, "Sir, I just don`t understand Why the kids in this state just grow up and move away And leave the land where they were born and raised." He said, "Son, you can`t make it on this land Unless you`re happy workin` with your hands There ain`t no kids today that wanna stay and work it out They wanna see the things they hear about." He said, "I cleared this whole farm off myself And I`d work it now but time has got my health." Then starin` out the window restin` in his easy chair He told me what I`d really come to hear "You know, son, people used to tell their kids `Now, I don`t want you to have to work the way I did.` They don`t and some will tell you that it`s a shame But you have to think before you place the blame." I guess we must have talked for half a day `Til I told him that I`d best be on my way He shook my hand and said, "I`m glad I met you, Mr. Hall But I guess there ain`t no song here after all." | Похожие исполнители:
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