Текст песни Tom Waits - Just The Right Bullets
Tom Waits - Just The Right Bullets слова песни
There is a light in the forestThere is a face in the treeI`ll pull you out of the chorusAnd the first one`s always freeYou can never go huntingWith just a flintlock and a houndYou won`t go home with a buntingIf you blow a hundred roundsIt takes much more than wild courageOr you`ll hit just the tattered cloudsYou must have just the right bulletsAnd the first one`s always freeYou must be careful in the forestBroken glass and rusty nailsIf you`re to bring back something for usI have bullets for saleWhy be a fool when you can chase awayYour blind and your gloomI have blessed each one of these bulletsAnd they shine just like a spoonTo have sixty silver wishesIs a small price to payThey`ll be your private little fishesAnd they`ll never swim awayI just want you to be happyThat`s my only wishI`ll fix your wagon and your musketAnd the spoon will have his dishAnd I shudder at the thought of yourPoor empty hunter`s pouchSo I`ll keep the wind from your barrelAnd bless the roof of your house