Текст песни Roy Orbison - The Defector
Roy Orbison - The Defector слова песни
It`s the Bonnie and Clyde days Where the girls wear curls and lace And the boys can`t stand the pace of war It`s not the war but the cause the country`s fighting for The seed of discontent is sown They`re burning card back home, back home The old folks just can`t ignore The posters with ink anymore I`m not sure what to think Now I wonder why I`m on this foreign shore To find peace of mind For now I walk alone Amd it`s no better to leave than stay And give more than I had to give My life was not my own the wife I`ve never known I may never know I may never go back home To the land of the free, back home To the land of the free back home Would there be a place for me back home back home? Well I always wonder why Will they take me when I die back home