Текст песни Miller Bill - Broken Bottles, слова песни Miller Bill

Текст песни Miller Bill - Broken Bottles

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About three miles up that run down roadThere`s an old town dump with some fools goldJust waiting for a bandit`s hand to stealWhat one soul lost I`d always findIt`s wild what some folk leave behindBut a poor boys dreams can always make it realCHORUS:Cause I threw stones at broken bottlesI washed my hands in God`s rainwaterI found treasure others wouldn`t claimI threw stones at broken bottlesTook what this life had to offerAnd I let it shine when others make it rainLet it shine when others make it rainLet it shine, let it shine, let it shineWhen others make it rainWhile driving through the promised landOut there in the drifting sandI saw a boy who looked at lot like me.As I rolled my window downI yelled across that one-horse townI said, don`t give up boy, you`ve got the right to dream!(REPEAT CHORUS)

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Broken Bottles

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