Текст песни J. J. Cale - Fate of a Fool
J. J. Cale - Fate of a Fool слова песни
Spending my life in a cold hard bar-roomDrinking that long black whisky downI play the guitar, for me its a livingWell, I know, just a hanging-aroundDancing girls, oh, they drive me crazyAll they want is a fancy nameDont you know is I might not make itThats the fate of a fool and a guitar manYeah, been down to the palace of pleasureHonky-tonk, where I come fromSmokes so thick I cant imagineWine flows fast by the rule of a gunOne of these mornings itll come up sundayI wont have a good time againThat time aint now, its a whole new dreamThats the fate of a fool and a guitar manOne more night, one more dollarOne more song, can you do it againI dont know, I may not make itThats the fate of a fool and a guitar manThats the fate of a fool and a guitar man