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Текст песни John Wesley Harding - The Red Rose And The Briar

John Wesley Harding - The Red Rose And The Briar слова песни




Midweek and we reached Scarlet TownI was almost dying of thirstWe parked the car in some old schoolyardThe windscreen caked in dirtThere was no water in the engine leftNo tread upon the tyresThe electrics were broke cos you went madYou ripped out all the wiresAcross the road, a small cafeIn this state of disrepairYou went for papers and a shaveSo I saved you a chairI knew it wasn`t the journey`s endAnd that your dream was incompleteBut I just could not stand anymoreI was dead upon my feetI was dead upon my feetThere`s nothing there in the market squareBut the ghost of the Scarlet Town CrierI was dead upon my feetI sing the red rose and the briarI sing the red rose and the briarThe waitress told me her life storyShe`d always meant to up and goShe wiped a cup on her red pinaforeAs we waited for you to showAnd I told her just a little of youBut left the picture incompleteYou still weren`t there to paint it in personSo I skipped out on the streetI skipped out on the streetThe newsagent grinned, he said yes you`d been inYou bought a local paper and some shadesThe washroom attendant said that you`d freshened upThat you`d left but you hadn`t paidAnd I couldn`t figure out where you wereSo I went back just to look near the carThere was nothing there where it should have beenJust oil on dirt and tarJust oil on dirt and tarThere`s nothing there in the market squareBut the ghost of the Scarlet Town CrierAnd there was nothing there where it should have beenI sing the red rose and the briarI sing the red rose and the briarI saw it parked way down the streetIn a garage off on the rightAnd a man said `get your hands off son`I just traded that wreck for a motorbikeThere was nothing left of mine insideNot even the broken radioAnd I couldn`t figure out where that left meSo I went back to look for RoseThe Cafe Rouge was a lunchtime rushOf regulars yelling for foodThe service in there left a lot to be desiredAnd all the regulars were getting rudeI saw an apron thrown over a chairA note said `hey John we`re gone, we`re gone`And I just smiled cos I loved you bothSo I put the apron onI put the apron onThere`s nothing there in the market squareBut the ghost of the Scarlet Town CrierAnd I just put the apron onI sing the red rose and the briarI sing the red rose and the briar

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