Текст песни Saga - Wind Him Up
Saga - Wind Him Up слова песни
(lyrics by Jim Crichton)Aldo`s standing at his tableAnd he`s wondering if he`s ableTo pick the number right this timeHe watches as the wheel stops spinningSees the number that is winningAs he reaches for his glass of wineOnce he starts it`s hard to stopHe`s keepin` up a pace like a tight wound clockBe sure you don`t step in his wayHe`ll keep those numbers rollingThis may be his last dayAs all the bets are takenAldo lights a smoke, he`s shakin`>From carnation right to the groundHe knows tonight holds one last chance`n give the wheel a final glanceSlippery fingers drop the money downOnce he starts it`s hard to stopHe`s keepin` up a pace like a tight wound clockAnd as he leaves the table, "No luck today"You can rest assuredHe`s comin` back to try againWind him up, he can`t stopHe`s wound up tight just like the clockThat`s winding its second hand downWind him up, he can`t stopHe keeps on going `round the clockHe`s winding his second hand down