Текст песни Farmer Boys - Till The Cows Come Home
Farmer Boys - Till The Cows Come Home слова песни
You told me to hold on hereTo hold on like day old beerTo hold on for your returnMay I yearn and burn?I sit in my rocking chairAnd swing like a doctrinaireOn things that won`t be soUp and downDay by day, all night long,All the years you have been goneI hold on hereTill the cows come homeThe bitterness inside meEmbraces me totallyAnd opens me finallyI have been aloneI hold on a rocking chair againAnd swing like a doctrinaire againOn things that won`t be soUp and downDay by day, all night long,All the years you have been goneI hold on hereTill the cows come homeOh god I`m yearning,I`m always burningFor things that are goneBut now I`m learningTo stop turning around, to hold onThat`s not a song about you,not about me, not about anyoneMaybe an outstanding account to be paidFor all the days, all night long, all the yearsI hold on till the cows come home