The Silent Comedy - '49 скачать mp3

We loaded rifles with our ragged bitches on We built the wagons, and we head to Califoria I've got a lot to say, so you must seat and take it all Youre father looked at me like a thing that don't belong Som sorry sailor with no fortune for his daughter I'll take your words with me - I'll cross the Rockies in the fall To win my baby - I'll find fortunes fit to take you home Blood washes glitter from stone Mad forces, bodies and bones Blood washes glitter from stone Four years and seven days since I left what was my home Return to find you cavortin' with another He bent a knee for you - bought ring for you of solid gold With that vein my fate pusued, I could have made five hundred more You're breaking my patience You're breaking my patience You're breaking my patience down