Текст песни Jim Croce - Sun Come Up
Jim Croce - Sun Come Up слова песни
Sun come up in the morningBlues round my headI`ve got a troubled mind and plenty of time to roamAs I walk this crooked highwayNever knowin` where to goYou know the only life I know is bein` on the roadI`ve got holes in my shoes that I fill with paperWhen the sun`s out they dryAnd when it rains well they get wet but I don`t cryBecause the sun don`t know no differenceBetween a rich man and a bumAnd the only life I know is movin` round the skySee him grin down at you peopleI guess you don`t know what his laughter`s fromBut if you spend enough time on the roadMaybe you`d find outBecause the sun goes round in an endless circleNever knowin` the reason whyStill there`s something in the path that it traces round the skyIt`s like a circle with no endingBut it`s a race we all must runAnd it`s the same bein` a rich man or a bum