Текст песни Nina Simone - Rags And Old Iron
Nina Simone - Rags And Old Iron слова песни
Rags old iron rags old ironAll he was buying was just rags and old ironI heard that old rag man now making his roundsHe came right to my alley Lord with sorrowful soundsCrying rags old iron and pulling his cartAsk him how much he`d give me for my broken heartRags old iron rags old ironAll he was buying was just rags and old ironSo I asked that old rag man how much he would payFor a heart that was broken baby when you went awayFor a burnt out old love light that no longer beamsAnd a couple of slightly used second hand dreamsRags old iron rags old ironAll he was buying was just rags and old ironFor those big empty promises you used to makeFor those memories of you that are no longer sweetI wish he could haul them off down the streetRags old iron rags old ironAll he was buying was just rags and old ironWhen love doesn`t last tell me what is it worthIt was once mama`s most precious possession on earthWhen I asked that old rag man if he`d like to buyHe just shook his head and continued to cryRags old iron rags old ironAll he was buying was just rags and old ironRags old iron rags old ironRags old iron rags old iron rags old iron ------------------------------------------------------------------------