Текст песни First Call - Billy On The Boulevard
First Call - Billy On The Boulevard слова песни
(words by Paul McCusker and music by David Maddux)Billy out on the boulevardPreaching salvation on fire and tarSome think he`s crazySome just shake their headsBut Billy keeps on preachingYeah, Bill keeps on preachingBilly out in the rain againNo one will know his suffering and painThey say he`s dyingBut inside he`s aliveAnd Billy keeps on preachingYeah, Billy keeps on preachingNo one seems to know the days are numberedSome are going to sleep while others slumberAnd some will never rest at allCHORUS:And the waves of heat are risingAnd the steam escapes the streetSouthern California shade offers no reliefBut he`s pounding out the pavementWith his leatherback in his handTrying to make the people understandNo one sees the fields are white to harvestThe laborers too few to hit the targetAnd some won`t even try at allAnd the waves of heat are risingAnd the steam escapes the streetSouthern California shade offers no reliefBut he`s pounding out the pavementWith his leatherback in his handTrying to make the people understandBilly out in the barren windFeeling the last breath escaping withinWhen he talks of dyingHe speaks of it firsthandBut Billy keeps on preachingYeah, Billy keeps on preaching to the end