Текст (слова) песни: Bobby Bare - Bottles And Boxes
Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we`d throw down He`s hump-backed and wrinkled but unlike Van Winkel he doesn`t sleep his life away And he speaks so seldom that some of us wonder just what the old man has to say Some folks laugh at him but he doesn`t notice he goes right on bout his day Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and pieces of life thrown away [ piano ] Too big and tattered the clothes that he`s gathered from boxes thrown into the street He hides from the rain under store building ownings and stays in a shade in the heat Sisters and mothers and daddys and brothers he has none as far as I know Just bottles and boxes they`re his little Fort Knoxes But to us they`re just somethin` to throw Some folks laugh at him... [ piano ] Bottles and boxes and ten miles a day he walks slowly making his rounds Picking up bottles and boxes and papers and anything else we`d throw down
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