статистика каталог исполнителей песен  
песни: 61179
группы: 12214
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • А
  • Б
  • В
  • Г
  • Д
  • Е
  • Ж
  • З
  • И
  • К
  • Л
  • М
  • Н
  • О
  • П
  • Р
  • С
  • Т
  • У
  • Ф
  • Х
  • Ц
  • Ч
  • Ш
  • Щ
  • Э
  • Ю
  • Я

  • В сети

    Популярные исполнители:

    Manning Danya
    D-Cru
    Sneaker Pimps
    Shaver
    Dead Youth (the)
    Hallyday Johnny
    Malvina Reynolds
    Ojos De Brujo
    James Figurine
    Фелiчita
    Коблик Евгений
    Robin Ward
    Гуантанамера
    All Out War
    Institute
    Keith Whitley
    Injected
    Rose Tattoo
    Burnes Roger
    Fiction
    Hanson And Davis
    Fudhayl
    Amazing Device
    Last Emperor
    Brian Hyland
    Escovedo Alejandro
    Jack Slater
    A Wilhelm Scream
    Die Prinzen
    Bad Examples
    Kaleidoscope
    Rykers
    Chumbawamba
    D'sound
    Светлана Рерих
    Ackerman Will
    Sandy Denny
    Otyg
    Rogers Stan »

    Rogers Stan Free In The Harbour текст песни

    Free In The Harbour

    Well it’s blackfish at play in Hermitage Bay
    From Pushthrough across to Bois Island.
    They broach and they sprout and they lift their flukes out
    And they wave to a town that is dying.
    Now it’s many’s the boats that have plied on the foam,
    Hauling away! Hauling away!
    But there’s many more fellows been leaving their homes,
    Where whales make free in the harbour.

    It’s at Portage and Main you’ll see them again
    On their way to the hills of Alberta.
    With lop-side grins, they waggle their chins
    And they brag of the wage they’ll be earning.
    Then it’s quick, pull the string boys, and get the loot out,
    Haul it away! Haul it away!
    But just two years ago you could hear the same shout
    Where the whales make free in the harbour.

    Free in the harbour; the blackfish are sporting again
    Free in the harbour; untroubled by comings and goings of men
    Who once did persue them as oil from the sea,
    Hauling away! Hauling away!
    Now they’re Calgary roughnecks from Hermitage Bay,
    Where the whales make free in the harbour.

    Well, it’s living they’ve found, deep in the ground,
    And if there’s doubts, it’s best they ignore them.
    Nor think on the bones, the crosses and stones
    Of their fathers that came there before them.
    In the taverns of Edmonton, fishermen shout
    Haul it away! Haul it away!
    They left three hundred years buried up the Bay
    Where the whales make free in the harbour.

    Free in the harbour; the blackfish are sporting again
    Free in the harbour; untroubled by comings and goings of men
    Who once did persue them as oil from the sea,
    Hauling away! Hauling away!
    Now they’re Calgary roughnecks from Hermitage Bay,
    Where the whales make free in the harbour.



    Форма обратной связи