Текст песни Tom T. Hall - Last Hard Town
Tom T. Hall - Last Hard Town слова песни
Woke up on a bus and heard the driver say friends fill it up with No 2Wondered where I was and wondered what today would be demanding me to doIt`s not for me the last cause I`m just goin` where life`s sendin` me I guessThe thing that keeps us goin` is the good folks in the last hard town we metI sat pickin` on my guitar till I saw the new sun comin` through the skiesAin`t it funny how the truth is sometimes written on an artificial highCarry water from the well untill you know that all the children are refreshedThe thing that keeps us goin` is the good folks in the last hard town we metWe were drinking too much yesterday nobody`s ever told us what`s enoughThe ones that we should`ve prayed for more than likely were the ones we had to cussThey applauded as we killed ourselves but angels don`t have bourbon on their breathThe thing that keeps us goin` is the good folks in the last hard town we met[ guitar ]They came to see the people that they thought we were and never changed their mindsThey explained the way that difference caused the folks who love a picker can be blindThey misunderstood the words but understood that our intentions were the bestThe thing that keeps us goin` is the good folks in the last hard town we metWhat a picker does for others is the thing he`s mainly doing for himselfThere were friends and there were neighborsBut the good homes that we came from didn`t helpIf there`s anything you`d like to say about us after we have gone to restWe would like someone to mention all the good folks in the last hard town we met