Текст песни George Harrison - Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp
George Harrison - Ballad of Sir Frankie Crisp слова песни
Let it roll across the floorThrough the hall and out the doorTo the fountain of perpetual mirthLet it roll for all its worthFind me where ye echo laysLose ye bodies in the mazeSee the lord and all the mouths he feedsLet it roll among the weedsLet it rollLet it roll down through the cavesYe long walks of coole and shadesThrough ye woode, here may ye rest awhileHandkerchiefs to match your tieLet it rollLet it roll, let it rollLet it roll, let it rollFools illusions everywhereJoan and molly sweep the stairsEyes that shining full of inner lightLet it roll into the nightLet it roll, let it rollLet it roll, let it rollLet it roll, let it roll