Текст песни Joan Osborne - Pensacola
Joan Osborne - Pensacola слова песни
Well, I found him in pensacolaIn a trailer in the sandThe man from the pictureCreased and yellowed in my handCreased and yellowed in my handHe was squinting and stubbledAnd standing in the doorHe said, if youve come to take the car awayI dont have it anymoreI dont have it anymoreHe got the gospel on the radioAnd the gospel on tvHe got all of the transcriptsBack to 1963Back to 1963He said I sold my blood for moneyThere wasnt any painBut I just cant stand the feelingIts in someone elses veinsIts in someone elses veinsMomma took me asideAnd she tried to change my mindShe said, dont waste your time in lookingTheres nothing, nothing left to findNothing, nothing left to findSo I left him down in pensacolaIn a trailer in the sandThe man from the pictureCreased and yellowed in my handCreased and yellowed in my hand