Текст песни John Denver - Yellow Cat
John Denver - Yellow Cat слова песни
It`s late December and the New Year`s nev-er com-ing,time passes slowly in a two-room walk-up flat,The sun is silent there`s a cold rain`s gonna come on,No one to talk to but my lady`s yellow cat.Raindrops falling on the flowers in the window box,Plastic roses that I planted yesterday.I didn`t think they`d die so soon but they`re all withered now,Seems like everything I touch turns out that way.ChorusWell, I guess I`ll just go walking,The cat`s no Good for talking to,He don`t know what I`m sayingAnd the rain is always playing on my mind, on my mind.Street lights drifting through the blinds that cover window panesblending softy with the bare lights overhead.Then together they run swiftly through my memoryAn eerie image in a strange and empty bed.The wind is whippin` up the papers in the street belowI got some books to read but it seems they`ve all been readClouds are crowded in a misty drifting sky aboveI wish to hell I could remember what I said.Repeat ChorusOne crystal wine glass on a table filled with scarlet stainsStands alone and empty where there once were twoThe jug is silent on the table by a broken plateThe wine is gone, my lady, and so, my love, are you.Well, I guess I`ll just go walking,The cat`s no Good for talking to,He don`t know what I`m sayingAnd the rain is always playing on my mind, on my mind, on my mind