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Текст песни Mary Chapin Carpenter - A Lot Like Me

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He was a long tall stranger from way down south where he`d left his life behindHe had a big old Gibson and a pickup truck and Shenandoah eyesAnd I remember him sitting in that local bar where I earned my pay each nightSinging my songs to empty chairs and going home half tightSo the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tarI kept his words of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar; And weTalked about the singers and the songs we loved and the songs we`d most forgotIn that run-down bar they`d make last call and I`d never want to stop`Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl`s dreamsWith my cowboy boots and my old six-stringHitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local barsWhen I`d get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shineLike the star that he longed to be, he looked a helluva lot like meHe`d played a lot of places where the only wages were food and beer for freeNo fancy licks, but he had him a gift for the kind of songs he`d singBut you do what you can to be a satisfied man, just to have your peace of mindSo he gave it all up for a government job where the paychecks come on timeSo now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar and to share a drink or twoAnd we sit swapping tales of where we`ve been and what we`d rather doThere`s a wealth of danger when you`re talking to strangers, and I meet them all the timeBut my heart knew better than my head when I looked into those eyes`Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl`s dreams with my cowboy boots and my old six-stringHitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local barsWhen I`d get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shineLike the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like meWell, maybe I`ll quit when I got me a kid and a place to call my ownBut tonight there ain`t nobody there waiting up for me at homeIt`s a hell of a way to live from day to day not knowing where you`re boundBut the look in his eyes made me realize I was glad for the life I`d found`Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl`s dreams with my cowboy boots and my old six-stringHitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local barsWhen I`d get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shineLike the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like meLike the star that he`d always be, he looked a hell of a lot like me

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