Текст песни Bob Seger - Mongrel
Bob Seger - Mongrel слова песни
Here come the mountains, here come the hillsHere come the valleys and Shoreline stillI`ve seen `em all, I know `em wellMongrel, on the hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can`t leave you with the blues noRemember days, and endless nightsSpread my freedom and I scream for my rightsThru empty days and endless nightsSpurned my creator, screamed for my rightsChild of green candles in the wishin wellMongrel, Hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can`t leave you with the blues noCome down to ?, I`ll buy you outGonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shoutGonna burn you gonna, make you swellMongrel, on a hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can`t leave you with the blues noNo no