Текст песни Jimi Hendrix - If 6 Was 9
Jimi Hendrix - If 6 Was 9 слова песни
Yeah, sing a song, Bro`
If the sun refuse to shine,
I don`t mind,
I don`t mind,
If the mountains fell in the sea,
Let it be,
It ain`t me.
Alright, `cos I got my own world to look through,
And I ain`t gonna copy you.
Now if, ah, 6 turned out to be 9,
I don`t mind, I don`t mind,
Alright, if the hippies cut off all their hair,
I don`t care, I don`t care.
Dig, `cos I got my own world to live through
And I ain`t gonna copy you.
White collared conservative flashing down the street,
Pointing their plastic finger at me.
They`re hoping soon my kind will drop and die,
But I`m gonna wave my freak flag high, high.
Wave on, wave on
Fall mountains, just don`t fall on me
Go ahead on Mr. Business man, you can`t dress like me.
Sing on Brother, play on drummer.