Текст песни Van Morrison - Old Old Woodstock
Van Morrison - Old Old Woodstock слова песни
Oh dont it get youGet you when youre throughFeel the breezes blowing all around your coatOh dont it get youWhen you gotta roamHear the children singingdaddys coming homeGoing down to old old woodstockFeel the cool night breezeGoing down to old old woodstockGoing down to give my baby a squeezeGoing down to old old woodstockFeel the cool night breezeGoing down to old old woodstockWay behind the shady treesHere I come a swaggeringWay on over the ridgeSee the water flowing way beneath the bridgeAnd my womans waitingBy the kitchen doorIm driving alongIn my old beat up carGoing down to old old woodstockFeel the cool night breezeGoing down to old old woodstockGive my child a squeezeGoing down to old old woodstockTo feel the cool night breezeGoing down to old old woodstockWay behind the shady treesListen, oh dont it get youGet you in your throatFeel the breezes blowingAll around your coatLord dont it get youWhen youre bound to roamHear your children singdaddys coming homeGoing down to old old woodstockTo feel the cool night breezeGive my child a squeezeGoing down to old old woodstockTo feel the cool night breezeGoing down to old old woodstockWay behind the shady treesGoing down to old old woodstock.....