Тексты песен «Henson Cargill»

(Big John Big John) Every mornin' at the mine you could see him arrive He stood six foot six and weighed 2-45 Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip Everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John (Big John...

I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises all lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest When I...

When the morning sun streaks across my room Lord I'm wakened up from another dream of you And I'm on the road once again it seems That all I've left behind is a chain of broken dreams But you know I love you yes I love...

I look out on the grave of New York City And to see some children playing in the snow Central Park in winter should look pretty But New York ain't a place for kids to grow And my mem'ry takes me back again to winters...

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors twenty-four sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee...

Coming on strong coming on strong I can feel the heartaches coming on strong I can feel the teardrops the pain and sorrow Ever since she's been gone they've been coming on strong Pain come on in hello sorrow I see...

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons...

Some people say I'm a no count others say I'm no good But I'm just a natural born travelin' man I'm doin' what I think I should poor boy I'm doin' what I think I should Hey I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar...

It's true you have me twisted around your finger it seems that's where I belong You know how to hold me to thrill me and control me Just enough to keep me hangin' on oh oh oh just enough to keep me hangin' on My heart...

Two broken hearts lonely looking like houses where nobody lives Two people each having so much pride inside neither side forgives The angry words spoken in haste such a waste of two lives It's my belief pride is the...

And you're much more than a lover to me I like having you around Everybody loves one thing or another it's a natural thing to do But there's more to it when you love them people You have to love and like 'em too And...

Things I learned in hobo jungle were things they never taught me in a class room Like where to find a hand out while bummin' through Chicago in the afternoon Hey I'm not braggin' or complainin' I'm just talkin' to...

Sometimes too much fuel can smother up the fire And sometimes too much love can strangle that desire I held her too tight till the feeling was gone Oh I wish I'd known enough about love to leave love enough alone...

I didn't see no sense in me just sittin' here and draggin' out the pain There's nothin' you can say or do to ever make me want for you again You say I've turned my back on you I'm running out but baby that's a lie It...

She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river Waitin' patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty from the pathway to the levee And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees And I'd paid...

Let me be a little kinder let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me let me praise a little more Let me be when I am weary just a little bit more cheery Think a little more of others and a little less of...

Livin' on free food tickets water in the milk from the hole in the roof Where the rain comes through what can you do uh Tears from little sister cryin' cause she doesn't have a dress without a patch For the party to go...

Little kids sleepin' with rats in their bed well it's none of my business It's been a long time since they've been fed but it's none of my business Some more bad news from Vietnam and China's playin' with a great big...

How old do you think I am he asked and I said well I didn't know He said I turned sixty five about eleven months ago I was sittin' in Miami pouring blended whiskey down When this old grey black gentleman was cleanin' up...

I peeked in to say goodnight and I heard my child in prayer Send for me some scarlet ribbons scarlet ribbons for my hair All the stores were closed and shuttered all the streets were dark and bare In our town no scarlet...