Текст песни Pearl Jam - Leatherman
Pearl Jam - Leatherman слова песни
I know about a man to whom I may be related, he`s leatherman.
Died a long time ago in the 1880`s...leatherman, leatherman.
Covered with leather, but it was tight.
Underneath the moon in the woods at night...
Makin` the rounds ten miles a day,
Once a month they`d spot him, here`s what they`d say...
"Here he comes, he`s a man of the land.
He`s leatherman. Smile on his face, an axe in his pack.
He`s leatherman."
Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed.
Wasn`t known to say but "Thanks for the bread."
So modern day I walk my way, my jacket faded,
Just like a man of leather whom I may be related.
Rolled a cigarette, but when he asked for a light,
I thought he`d be an animal, but so polite.
Makin` the rounds ten miles a day.
Once a month they`d spot him and here`s what they`d say...
"Here he comes, he`s a man of the land, he`s leatherman.
Smile on his face, an axe in his hand.
He`s leatherman."
Shake his hand he`s leatherman.
Bake some bread he`s leatherman.
Shame he`s dead. I saw his bed,
It`s all that`s left of leatherman.
Give me some skin, leatherman.