Текст (слова) песни: Byrds, The - Nothing Was Delivered
Written by Bob Dylan
Nothing was delivered And I tell this truth to you Not out of spite or anger But, simply because it`s true Now you must provide some answers For what you sell has not been received And the sooner you come up with them The sooner you can leave
Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest
Nothing was delivered Just what you had in mind When you made everybody pay Now I hope you won`t object to this Giving back all of what you owe And the sooner you come up with them The sooner you can leave
Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest
Nothing was delivered But I can`t say I sympathise With what your fate is going to be Yes, for telling all those lies No, nothing was delivered Yes, and someone must explain That as long as it takes to do this Then that`s how long you`ll remain
Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest
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