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Текст песни The Byrds - Gunga Din

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Written by Gene ParsonsI`m writing this here letter from aboard a DC8Heading into Angel Town, I hope it`s not too lateIt rained in New York CityMister Rock `n` Roll couldn`t stayThe crowd was mad and we were hadChasing the sun back to L.A.Have breakfest with me mammaI hope they`ll let us inGot a leather jacket on I know that it`s a sinGunga DinSitting backwards on this airplane, is bound to make me sickSpend your life on a DC8, never get to bedSettle down (settle down)Now we`re over Kansas, where the clouds are floating byThe whole wide world looks back at meJust like a mushroom pie I wonder whyHave breakfest with me mammaI hope they`ll let us inGot a leather jacket on I know that it`s a sinGunga Din

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