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    Augie March »

    Augie March The Night Is A Blackbird текст песни

    The Night Is A Blackbird

    Well it tastes like a Sunday,

    There should be music in the front room,

    and the markets a’milling

    with the people in the afternoon.

    And there’s a question to be asked

    if you’re drinking alone,

    It’s what horse were you thrown from

    which riderless goes on?

    O it must have been a near thing,

    But no novelty to you,

    all the trains and the buses and the cinemas too,

    Breaking down, the bloody town,

    all reared up like a snake,

    For goodness sake don’t touch it

    or you’ll never wake up…

    His father misses him,

    His mother misses him,

    His lady dreams of kissing him,

    Bring the sun back,

    Bring the sun back,

    It’s been dark, now it’s cold,

    When the night falls,

    Bring the sun back,

    Bring the sun back,

    It’s a blackbird, he’s in the belly.

    Well it’s cold, it’s cold, it’s cold, it’s cold,

    But you’ve a rood over your head

    and a comfortable bed,

    Now I’ll be better, I’ll be true,

    doing things like I ought to,

    If this bird lands in the black lands

    of Tulla when it’s due…

    His father misses him,

    His mother misses him,

    His lady dreams of kissing him,

    Bring the sun back,

    Bring the sun back,

    It’s been dark, now it’s cold,

    When the night falls,

    Bring the sun back,

    Bring the sun back,

    It’s a blackbird, he’s in the belly,

    It’s a blackbird, he’s in the belly,

    The night’s a blackbird,

    We’re in the belly.



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