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    Rupert Hine »

    Rupert Hine Move Along текст песни

    Move Along

    And it’s a hard time to find a place
    Just to sit down a while and cry;
    And it’s a cold town, smiling disgrace,
    Won’t let a man alone to die,
    ’cause a low voice gratin’ gravel pittin’
    Come along and take you by surprise…
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way,
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way.

    Pickin’ grass, looking for an omen,
    For a while I though I’d maybe settle
    down;
    Got a heap of logs and a belly full of
    hunger
    And a yearnin’ jus’ to build me a home.
    With a cold face, stalkin’ through a
    nightmare
    Comes an echo of a place that I’ve
    bin before…
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way,
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way.

    Well, time after time I can sit here
    waiting
    For the level to do something in the bay;
    And day over night see my cold foot
    shuffle
    Outta sand shoes slipping away.
    Come a stiff hair bristle like a poker
    Pokin’ fingers into something he ain’t
    poked before…
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way,
    Move along, you gotta git down on
    your way.

    -
    Lyric: David MacIver
    Music: Rupert Hine

    Electric Piano & Harmonica: Rupert Hine
    Electric & Accoustic Guitars: Simon Jeffes
    Bass: John Perry
    Congas, Tambourine, Cabassa & Ass’s Jaw: Ray Cooper



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