Текст песни John Denver - Matthew
John Denver - Matthew слова песни
I had an uncle name of Matthew...he was his father`s only boyBorn just south of Colby, Kansas...he was his mother`s pride and joy Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue was just the Kansas summer skyAnd all the stories that he told me back when I was just a ladAll the memories that he gave me...all the good times that he hadGrowin` up a Kansas farmboy...life was mostly havin` funRidin` on his daddy`s shoulders behind a mule, beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue was just the Kansas summer skyWell, I guess there were some hard times and I`m told some years were leanThey had a storm in `47...twister came and stripped `em cleanHe lost the farm and lost his family...he lost the wheat, he lost his homeBut he found the family bible and faith as solid as a stone Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue was just the Kansas summer skySo he came to live at our house...and he came to work the landHe came to ease my daddy`s burdens and he came to be my friendSo I wrote this down for Matthew...it`s for him this song is sungRidin` on his daddy`s shoulders behind a mule, beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue was just the Kansas summer sky Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on Love was just a way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field Blue was just the Kansas summer sky