Текст песни Midnight Oil - King Of The Mountain
Midnight Oil - King Of The Mountain слова песни
Walking through the high dry grassPushing my way through slowYellow belly black snakeSleeping on a red rockWaiting for the stranger to goSugar train stops at the crossingCane cockies cursing belowBad storm comingBetter run to the top of the mountainMountain in the shadow of lightRain in the valley belowMountain in the shadow of lightRain in the valleyWell you can say you`re Peter, say you`re PaulDon`t put me up on your bedroom wallCall me king of the mountainBlacksmith fires up the bellowsCane cutters burning the loadWorkers of the worldRun to the top of the mountainMountain in the shadow of light...I can`t take the hands from my faceThere are some things we can`t replaceMountain...Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heatDown cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheetsUp ghost prairie mountains of sunset and spaceAcross the wildernessOut further than the bushI will follow you