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Текст (слова) песни: Bob Seger - Back in 72
Words and music by bob seger
Went out in norfork hung on a short short
Livin with a bottle of wine
To music, ladies and burned out babies
I was tryin to write a couple of lines
Sherriff gribbs with his grim ad libs
Spoutin bout the crime in the streets
And women were screamin and some were dreamin
bout the crowd between the sheets
You know that music died, hurt my pride
Somehow I got through, back in 72
Somehow we made it to baton rouge
We stayed inside for a week
We werent in town for no mardi gras
So we decided to sleep
Houston, yes, was a good old guest
Tho knows how bad we wanted to play
But we got homesick for lincoln park
(imagine that) and then we just couldnt stay
Tricky dick, he played it slick
Something I was afraid hed do
Back in 72 , oh, 72
Then all our new born philosophers
Out went to alert the world
Then some psuedo-intellectuals
Even got it unfurled
Takin notes on that harvard course
And got me on a bottle of seed
It was so hip to be negative
So square to try and leave
When the waters cleared, it was what we feared
We learned nothin new,
Back in 72
72
72
In 72
Back in 72
Back in 72 back in 72,...
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