Текст песни John Wesley Harding - Save a Little Room for Me
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When its time to pack your bagsWhen everything appears as the drag that it isGet down that brown case that your grandma hadOpen it up and think of your dadWhen youre feeling emptyAnd the echos round this cold white room have no identityWhen its time to pack your bagsSave a little room for meWhen its time to buy a homeWhen youre sick of using a different phone everydaySettle up your debts and then settle downTake that suitcase back to the lost and foundWhen youre feeling lonelyI guarantee the neighbourhood community will rally round youWait and seeWhen its time to buy a homeSave a little room for meWhen its time to lie downWhen youre sick of the sound and the sight hurts your eyesWrap up warm in a single bedTie up the loose strings that are in your headWhen youre feeling emptyDreams will fill you up in the big sleep cityWhen its time for you lie downSave a little room for meSave a little room for me