Текст песни Joni Mitchell - Blue Boy
Joni Mitchell - Blue Boy слова песни
Lady called the blue boy, love,She took him homeMade himself an idol, yes,So he turned to stoneLike a pilgrim she travelledTa place her flowersBefore his granite graceAnd she prayed aloud for loveTo waken in his faceIn his face, oh __________Sometimes in the eveningHe would read to herRoll her in his armsAnd give his seed to herShe would wake in the morningWithout himAnd go to the windowAnd look out thru the painBut the statue in her gardenHe always looked the sameHe looked the same, ah _________Bring her boots of leatherAnd she will dance for himShyly from a feather fanShell glance for himHere he comes after midnightTo find her againHe will come a few times moreTill he finds a lady statueStanding in a doorIn her door, oh __________