Текст песни Eric Clapton - Four Until Late
Eric Clapton - Four Until Late слова песни
Текст песни Eric Clapton - Four Until Late
(Robert Johnson)From four until lateI was wringing my hands and crying.From four until lateI was wringing my hands and crying.I believe to my soul( )That your daddy's Gulfport bound.From four until late,She made me a no-good barroom clown.From four until late,She made me a no-good barroom clown.You know she won't do nothingBut tear a good man's reputation down.A woman is like a dresser,Some man always running through its drawers.A woman is like a dresser,Some man always running through its drawers.She cause so many menTo wear an apron overall.When I leave this townI will bid you fare farewell.When I leave this townI will bid you fare farewell.And when I return again,You'll have a great long story to tell.