Песня The Days Of Pearly Spencer в исполнении The Grass Roots - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
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Текст песни The Grass Roots - The Days Of Pearly Spencer
Tenement, dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
In silence long and so complete
Watched by a shimmering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks that leave no trace
And daylight's brightly shone
The days of Burly Spencer
Ah, the race is almost run
Nose pressed hard on a frosty glass
Gazing at the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
And snow falls blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
With withering, they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass has gone
The days of Burly Spencer
Ah, the race is almost run
Burly, where's your milk-white skin?
And what's that stubble on your chin?
Buried in the rot-gut gin
You've played and lost, not won
You've played a house that can't be beat
Now look, your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run
The days of Burly Spencer
Ah, the race is almost run
The days of Burly Spencer
Ah, the race is almost run