Текст песни Rolling Stones - It Takes A Lot To Laugh
Rolling Stones - It Takes A Lot To Laugh слова песни
Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby,Can`t buy a thrill.Well, I`ve been up all night, baby,Leanin` on the window sill.Well, if I dieOn top of the hillAnd if I don`t make it,You know my baby will. Don`t the moon look good, mama,Shinin` through the trees?Don`t the brakeman look good, mama,Flagging down the "Double E"?Don`t the sun look goodGoin` down over the sea?Don`t my gal look fineWhen she`s comin` after me? Now the wintertime is coming,The windows are filled with frost.I went to tell everybody,But I could not get across.Well, I wanna be your lover, baby,I don`t wanna be your boss.Don`t say I never warned youWhen your train gets lost.