Текст песни Fairport Convention - Part I, слова песни Fairport Convention

Текст песни Fairport Convention - Part I

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Little did I think when the judge first spokeThose awful words to meThat I would feel again the cold winds blowAnd a heart would beat in `Babbacombe` LeeI was born to lead a life of sorrowI`ve friends hang their heads in shameGrowing tired and weary of the morrowTortured by my terrible nameWhen I was fifteen, my father called to meSaying "Now you are a man and all men workThere`s a lady and they say her name`s Miss KeyesHer pony`s very old, it needs a nurse"For eighteen months I worked for her at ?Hadley Glen?She was like a mother to meBut time goes slowly when you`re thinking wishfullyOf all the other places to beThere were boats drifting in the harbourThere were sailors talking in the townThat`s the life for a boy who wants to wanderFor a man who doesn`t want to settle down

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Part I

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