Текст песни Stonewall Jackson - Run
Stonewall Jackson - Run слова песни
A bluebird a wingin` his lonely way southTryin` to escape from the cold and the droughtHe`s all alone in the cold grey sky fly little bluebird fly fly flyNorth wind a blowing oh so cold poor little bird is so brave and so boldHe just keeps a flying for a southern sky his only hope is to fly fly flyWell he`s not the only one that`s on that trail this old boy he just projailAlways a runnin` always afraid the good Lord above knows I`ve paid paid paidTrain whistle moaning oh so low and I don`t even know where to goI`ll just keep a following the rising sun my only hope is to run run runWell I was like to give up and turn myself inBut they would only bury me under the penSo I`ll keep a running until the day I dieThe thought of this it makes me wanna cry cry cryTrain whistle moaning...