Текст песни Moxy Fruvous - Jockey Full Of Bourbon
Moxy Fruvous - Jockey Full Of Bourbon слова песни
originally by Tom WaitesEdna Million in a drop dead suitDutch Pink on a downtown trainTwo-dollar pistol but the gun won`t shootI`m in the corner on the pouring rainSixteen men on a dead man`s chestAnd I`ve been drinking from a broken cupTwo pairs of pants and a mohair vestI`m full of bourbon, I can`t stand up Chorus: Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, children are alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children are aloneSchiffer broke a bottle on Morgan`s headAnd I`m stepping on the devil`s tailAcross the stripes of a full moon`s headAnd through the bars of a Cuban jailBloody fingers on a purple knifeFlamingo drinking from a cocktail glassI`m on the lawn with someone else`s wifeAdmire the view from up on top of the mastChorusI said, ChorusYellow sheets on a Hong Kong bedStazybo horn and a Slingerland ride"To the carnival" is what she saidA hundred dollars makes it dark insideEdna Million in a drop dead suitDutch Pink on a downtown trainTwo-dollar pistol but the gun won`t shootI`m in the corner on the pouring rainChorus