Текст песни thompson richard - The Old Changing Way
thompson richard - The Old Changing Way слова песни
I`m Darby the tinker and my brother is TamWe go where the work is, my boys, and we work where we canWith the mending and fixing, it`s together we stayIntending our fortunes to try on the old changing wayWe come to your cities and we call on your wivesWe`ll fix up your kettles, please dear missus, we`ll sharpen your knivesAnd we always agreed that together we`d stayIntending our fortunes to try on the old changing wayAt times they grew scanty and the money grew thinWe worked for a song but the money it didn`t come inNow brothers are kindred but hard times betrayAnd so we stumbled apart on the old changing wayWe never agreed to divide our tinAnd when you`re out of love with your brother, your hard times beginFor the spikes and the brothels, they`re shameful to seeBut don`t you travel alone, boys, this warning you take from meYou must share with your nearest till the end of your daysOr else it`s forever you`re on the old changing way