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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Joey

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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Joey




Born in Red Hook Brooklyn in the year of who knows whenOpened up his eyes to the tune of an accordionAlways on the outside whatever side there wasWhen they asked him why it had to be that way "Well" he answered "just because".Larry was the oldest Joey was next to lastThey called Joe "Crazy" the baby they called "Kid Blast"( )Some say they lived off gambling and running numbers tooIt always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue.Joey, JoeyKing of the streets child of clayJoey, JoeyWhat made them want to come and blow you away.There was talk they killed their rivals but the truth was far from thatNo one ever knew for sure where they were really atWhen they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roofHe went out that night to seek revenge thinking he was bulletproof.The war broke out at the break of dawn it emptied out the streetsJoey and his brothers suffered terrible defeatsTill they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisonersThey stashed them away in a basement called them amateurs.The hostages were trembling when they heard a man exclaim"Let's blow this place to kingdom come let Con Edison take the blame"But Joey stepped up, and he raised his hand and said, "We're not those kind of menIt's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again".Joey, JoeyKing of the streets child of clayJoey, JoeyWhat made them want to come and blow you away.The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. SmithThey got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with"What time is it" said the judge to Joey when they met"Five to ten" said Joey. The judge says, "That's exactly what you get".He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzche and Wilhelm ReichThey threw him in the hole one time for trying to stop a strikeHis closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understandWhat it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand.When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weightBut he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look greatHe tried to find the way back into the life he left behindTo the boss he said, "I've returned and now I want what's mine".Joey, JoeyKing of the streets child of clayJoey, JoeyWhat made them want to come and blow you away.It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun"I'm around too many children", he'd say, "they should never know of one"Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foeEmptied out his register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe".One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New YorkHe could see it coming through the doors as he lifted up his forkHe pushed the table over to protect his familyThen he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy.Joey, JoeyKing of the streets child of clayJoey, JoeyWhat made them want to come and blow you away.Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weepI heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead he's just asleep"Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the graveI guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save.The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of the Brooklyn mournedThey said a mass in the old church near the house where he was bornAnd someday if God's in heaven overlooking his preserveI know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve.Joey, JoeyKing of the streets child of clayJoey, JoeyWhat made them want to come and blow you away.




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