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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan -  Minstrel Boy
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it roll?
 
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
 
 Oh, luckys been drivin a long, long time
 
 And now hes stuck on top of the hill.
 
 With twelve forward gears, its been a long hard climb,
 
 And with all of them ladies, though, hes lonely still.
 
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it roll?
 
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
 
 Well, he deep in number and heavy in toil,
 
 Mighty mockingbird, he still has such a heavy load.
 
 Beneath his boundries, what more can I tell,
 
 With all of his travlin, but Im still on that road.
 
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it roll?
 
 Whos gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
 
 Whos gonna let it down easy to save his soul?
 
 
    
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