Текст песни Faces - Miss Judys Farm
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(ron wood, rod stewart)Miss judy, she was moodyOwned a sweaty farm in old alabamI was just eighteen, crude and meanAll I needed was to get my own way.Miss judy, she could have me any hour of the working dayShed send me in the corn field, mid-afternoonSaid "son, its all part of your job"Miss judy had a proxide poodleThat I would kick if I was given the chanceMadam wasnt amused by the kindness I usedI was whipped in the barn until dawnLast summer we was restless,Were gonna make a stand and burn down your farmBut it was all in the head cause out in the yardMiss judy had the national guardWe was beat before we started.Miss judy she was moodyBut she always didnt get her own wayStage a fight, get it rightKick her when shes down