Текст песни The Mavericks - Children
The Mavericks - Children слова песни
(Raul Malo)A child who is raised by an unworthy handHas less of a chance being a manWho will try to remember and then understandWhy a mother would crywhile a husband lay deadShot down by a gun of a runaway trainCalled life in the fast laneit all ends the sameWell the same children`s livesthey will always regretAre the children who never forgetA man ends up tired and walking aloneOn a street corner singing for a penny a songWhat he cannot remember was never his ownThat`s the answer he giveswhen he speaks of his homeWell the streets are my lifeI don`t know anymoreWhere the children`s are junkiesand the ladies are whoresWell the same children`s livesthey will always regretAre the children who never forgetGoodnight, goodnight sweet childWhy don`t you dream with the angelsto forget for awhileTo forget of the lifethat`s been handed to youWhere everything`s real,yet nothing is trueWell perhaps you can changewhat the cards always readFor the children who never forgetFor a time they were countingyou out of this raceYou stood up like a championthat had fallen like graceNever showing the anguishthat had covered your faceYou were raped and forgottenleft to die in disgraceShot down by a gun of a runaway trainCalled life in the fast laneit all ends the sameWell the same children`s livesthey will always regretAre the children who never forgetGoodnight, goodnight sweet childWhy don`t you dream with the angelsto forget for awhileTo forget of the lifethat`s been handed to youWhere everything`s real,yet nothing is trueWell perhaps you can changewhat the cards always readFor the children who never forgetGoodnight, goodnight sweet childWhy don`t you dream with the angelsto forget for awhileTo forget of the lifethat`s been handed to youWhere everything`s real,yet nothing is trueWell perhaps you can changewhat the cards always readFor the children who never forgetGoodnight, goodnight sweet childWhy don`t you dream with the angelsto forget for awhile