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Текст песни John Prine - He Forgot That It Was Sunday

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The motel lights were blinkinOn my chartreuse four door lincolnOn the dock the fish were stinkinI simply didnt have a careAnd the old men sit round the cracker barrelsThe children hum their christmas carolsThe train tracks all run parallelBut theyll all meet up one dayOn a dusty pew in a vestibuleSits the devil playing pocket poolHes waiting for the next poor foolWho forgot that it was sundayWe used to tell each other liesWith our orange plastic button eyesIn a former life on a motel chairI was charlie parkers teddy bearYeah, me and bird wed stay up lateI used to watch him contemplateWhile his horn would sit by the window andWait till it was time for him to blow itOn a dusty pew in a vestibuleSits the devil playing pocket poolHes waiting for the next poor foolWho forgot that it was sundayThe only song I ever knewWas "moonlight bay on the avenue"These are the tales from the devils chinCharlie I couldve been a contenderAnd the old men sit round the cracker barrelsThe children hum their christmas carolsThe train tracks all run parallelBut theyll all meet up one dayOn a dusty pew in a vestibuleSits the devil playing pocket poolHes waiting for the next poor foolWho forgot that it was sundayWho forgot that it was sunday.

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