Tytuł: Quarter moon

• Wykonawca: Kathy Mattea
• Wyświetleń: 182

  
   When everything you own
  Will fit in a paper sack
  No one notice you leavin'
  Nobody ask when you comin' back
  You live in a rented room
  Your money run out too soon
  You've pawned all your hopes
  Bummed all your smokes
  And you leave by the quarter moon
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you travel the night road
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you carry a light load
  And every bowery bum
  You know was somebody's mothers son
  He never mean to hurt nobody
  Just a'drinkin' to have his fun
  Drinkin' away the good times
  Drinkin' away the bad
  And nobody know where a poor man go
  When he lose everything that he had
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you travel the night road
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you carry a light load
  And every man in the mission tonight
  Is dreamin' whiskey shadows
  Where heaven in lined with bottles of wine
  And deep sparkling meadows
  When everything you own
  Will fit in a paper sack
  No one notice you leavin'
  Nobody ask when you comin' back
  You live in a rented room
  Your money run out too soon
  You've pawned all your hopes
  Bummed all your smokes
  And you leave by the quarter moon
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you travel the night road
  Quarter moon better than none
  When you carry a light load