Текст песни cave nick - Blind Lemon Jefferson
cave nick - Blind Lemon Jefferson слова песни
Bline Lemon Jefferson is a-coming.Tap tap tappin with his cane.Bline Lemon Jefferson is a-coming.Tap tap tappin with his cane.His last ditch lies down the road of trialsHalf filled with rain.O Sycamore, Sycamore!Stretch your arms across the storm.Down fly two greasy brother-crowsThey hop`n`bop hop`n`bop hop`n`bopLike the tax-man come to call.They go knock knock! Knock knock!Hop`n`bop hop`n`bopThey slap a death-writ on his door.Here come the Judgement trainGit on board!And turn that big black engine home.O let`s roll!Let`s roll!Down the tunnel.The terrible tunnel of his world.Waiting at his final stationLike a bigger blacker third bird.O let`s roll!Let`s roll!O his road is dark and lonely.He don`t drive no Cadillac.O his road is dark and holy.He don`t drive no cadillac.If that sky serves as his eyesThen that moons a cataract.Let`s roll!Yeah let`s roll!(Ad lib)