Текст песни Eric Clapton - Hold Me Lord
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by Eric Clapton
Sixteen days in Bethlehem, peddling dope and drinking wine.
Pulling women, making gigs, steering clear and doing fine.
I moved on down to Galilee, trying to find a few new friends.
I`m throwing aces everywhere, trying to forget the end.
Hold me Lord, hold me Lord,
Hold me tight, I`m slipping through.
Hold me Lord, hold me Lord,
Hold me tight, I beg of you.
I`m cruising through Jerusalem, dust is flying everywhere.
I`m dodging bullets, making time, on the level, in the square.
They say you kissed your best friend`s hand, they say you did
it for his love.
They say you got in agony, the hand fits well into the glove.
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