Текст песни Tom Waits - Troubles Braids
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Well I pulled on troubles braidsAnd I hid in the briarsOut by the quick mudStayin away from the main roadsPassin out wolf ticketsDownwind from the blood houndsAnd I pulled on troubles braidsAnd I lay by a cypressAs quiet as a stonetil the bleeding stoppedI blew the weather vaneOff some old road houseI build a fire in theSkeleton back seat of an old tuckerAnd I pulled on troubles braidsI spanked cold red mudWhere the hornet stung deepAnd I tossed in the ditchIn a restless sleepAnd I pulled on troubles braidsI hung my rain-soaked jacketOn some old barbed wirePoured cold rusty waterOn a miserable fireI pulled on troubles braidsThe creek was swollen by daybreak and I could justBarely seeAnd I floated downstreamOn an old dead treeAnd I pulled on troubles braidsI pulled on troubles braidsI pulled on troubles braidsI pulled on troubles braids