Текст песни John Prine - Take The Star Out of The Window
John Prine - Take The Star Out of The Window слова песни
Robert was a sailorFor the best years of his lifeHis captain was his motherAnd the ocean was his wifeOnly fresh out of the cradleLifes one and only springHe was sworn to do his dutyAnd got blood on his highschool ringChorus:And its hello californiaHello dad and momShip ahoyYour baby boyIs home from vietnamDont you ask me any questionsbout the medals on my chestTake the star out of the windowAnd let my conscience take a restNow he sailed across the oceanTo the old far eastern warAnd it was foreign to his bodyIt was foreign to his shoreSo he traded in the presentFor the better times hed seenAnd made an oriental waitressHis own home comin queen(repeat chorus)