Тексты песен «Ralph Mctell»

A man without a job is a stranger to the seasons The April rain will soak you like the worst November brings And we're tired of the excuses and the carefully worded reasons Without Winter there's no Summer Without...

Have you seen the old man In the closed down market Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes In his eyes you see no pride Hands held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news So how can...

This summer will be different I will move across the town Promenade above the beach until my face turns brown With my hands in my pockets and a casual stroll from the town beach to the dock The girls they walk in two's...

Takes a glass of Tequila to raise up my spirits When I get down I'm drinking them two at a time 'Til I swear that I feel like a poor drowning sailor Salt on my lips and my tongue tastes of lime. Tequila sunset, Tijuana...

Oh, the traveller moving on the land, behold I give you, I give you the travelling man. And he's very heavy laden with the questions in his burden. Lo, and I give you the travelling man. He has crossed the mountains, he...

I went down to the hiring fair for to sell my labour, And I noticed a maid in the very next row and I hoped she'd be my neighbour. Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both. I spoke not a word in the cart...

I will never forget the walk to the station, Me with your suitcase being brotherly strong. And trying to make light of the whole situation, In mild conversation we moved through the throng, And above all the roar of...

I said look at the river. You said it's only a stream. But I said I've seen people with nets out there You said they just throw out a line and dream. I see a river, you see a stream Wise men sleep it is fools who dream...

I said look at the river. You said it's only a stream. But I said I've seen people with nets out there You said they just throw out a line and dream. I see a river, you see a stream Wise men sleep it is fools who dream...

So you're finally over it now. You thought you wouldn't make it, But I knew you would somehow. I guess I knew you could make it in the end And it's good to have you round again old friend. You weather the storm, You...

Don't care for gardenias Rather have a dandelion Don't like weddings much either now And things that you can't rely on. But you make me feel good You with your run-down shoes and your shining eyes You make me feel good...