Текст песни John Prine - The Late John Garfield Blues, слова песни John Prine

Текст песни John Prine - The Late John Garfield Blues

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Black faces pressed against the glassWhere rain has pressed its weightWind blown scarves in top down carsAll share one western traitSadness leaks through tear-stained cheeksFrom winos to dime-store jewsProbably dont know they give meThese late john garfield bluesMidnight fell on franklin streetAnd the lamppost bulbs were brokeFor the life of me, I could not seeBut I heard a brand new jokeTwo men were standing upon a bridgeOne jumped and screamed you loseAnd just left the odd man holdingThose late john garfield bluesAn old man sleeps with his conscience at nightYoung kids sleep with their dreamsWhile the mentally ill sit perfectly stillAnd live through lifes in-betweensIm going away to the last resortIn week or two real soonWhere the fish dont bite but once a nightBy the cold light of the moonThe horses scream- the nightmares dreamAnd the dead men all wear shoescause everybodys dancinThose late john garfield blues

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The Late John Garfield Blues

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