Текст песни Spirit Of The West - Home For A Rest
Spirit Of The West - Home For A Rest слова песни
CHORUS:you`ll have to excuse me, i`m not at my besti`ve been gone for a monthi`ve been drunk since i leftthere so-called vacationswill soon be my deathi`m so sick from teh drinki need home for a restwe arrived in december and london was coldso we stayed in thebarsalong charing cross roadwe never saw nothin` but brass taps and oakkept a shine on the barwith the sleeves of our coats-chorus-euston station the train journey northin the buffet car we lurched back and forthpast odd crooked dykesthrough yorkshire`s green fieldswe were flung into danceas the train jigged and reeledyou`ll have to excuse me, i`m not at my besti`ve been gone for a monthi`ve been drunk since i leftthere so-called vacationswill soon be my deathi`m so sick from teh drinki need home for a resttake me home....by the light of the moon she`d drift through the streetsa rare old perfume so seductive and sweetshe`d tease us and flirt as the pubs all closed downthen walk us on home and deny us a round-chorus-the gas heater`s empty, it`s damp as a tomband the spirits we drank are not ghosts in the roomi`m knackered again, come on sleep take me soonand don`t lift up my head`till the the twelve bells at noonyou`ll have to excuse me, i`m not at my besti`ve been gone for a monthi`ve been drunk since i leftthere so-called vacationswill soon be my deathi`m so sick from teh drinki need home for a resttake me home....