Текст песни Tom Waits - Town With No Cheer
Tom Waits - Town With No Cheer слова песни
Well it`s hotter `n blazes and all the long facesthere`ll be no oasis for a dry local grazierthere`ll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroofrom Melbourne to Adelaide on the overlanderwith newfangled buffet cars and faster locomotivesthe train stopped in Serviceton less and less oftenThere`s nothing sadder than a town with no cheerVoc Rail decided the canteen was no longer necessary thereno spirits, no bilgewater and 80 dry localsand the high noon sun beats a hundred and fourthere`s a hummingbird trapped in a closed down shoe storeThis tiny Victorian rhubarbkept the watering hole open for sixty five yearsnow it`s boilin` in a miserable March 21 stwrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson`s cursethe train smokes down the xylophonethere`ll be no stopping hereall ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheerno Bourbon, no Branchwaterthough the townspeople herefought her Vic Rail decree tooth and nailnow it`s boilin` in a miserable March 21 stwrapped the hills in a blanket of Patterson`s cursethe train smokes down the xylophonethere`ll be no stopping hereall ya can be is thirsty in a town with no cheer