Текст песни Iron & Wine - Arms Of A Thief
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Текст песни Iron & Wine - Arms Of A Thief
Mr. Henry and the muscle man, yeah, with shoes on a night there was no road to standLike a letter in a stolen purse, she was bored of her weight, she was bored of her wordsThe daughter of a soldier told the fallen priest "That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"And reaching out to touch the steering wheel she said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here,alright?"Aye, alr-i-ghtMr. Henry and another guy gave her gold on a night that it fell from the sky( )And like a body when the buzzard came, she was bored of her look, she was bored of her nameThe daughter of a lawyer told the fallen priest "That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"And tapping at the air with her heel she said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here,alright?"Aye, alr-i-ghtMr. Henry was a dying man with a vice and a tongue that she didn't understandLike the water when the sea got rough, she was bored with the breeze, she was bored of her luckThe winner and the loser told the fallen priest "That's a cold, cold place in the arms of a thief"And holding everything he made her steal she said, "Leave me alone but just don't leave me here,alright?"Aye, alr-i-ght