Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - North Country Blues

Come gather `round friends
And I`ll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty.
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty.

In the north end of town,
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other.
In the wee hours of youth,
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother.

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door,
The drag lines an` the shovels they was a-humming.
`Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him.

Well a long winter`s wait,
From the window I watched.
him.

My friends they couldn`t have been kinder.
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner.

Oh the years passed again
And the givin` was good,
With the lunch bucket filled every season.
What with three babies born,
The work was cut down
To a half a day`s shift with no reason.

Then the shaft was soon shut
And more work was cut,
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen.
`Til a man come to speak
And he said in one week
That number eleven was closin`.

They complained in the East,
They are paying too high.
They say that your ore ain`t worth digging.
That it`s much cheaper down
In the South American towns
Where the miners work almost for nothing.

So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking.
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking.

I lived by the window
As he talked to himself,
This silence of tongues it was building.
Then one morning`s wake,
The bed it was bare,
And I`s left alone with three children.

The summer is gone,
The ground`s turning cold,
The stores one by one they`re a-foldin`.
My children will go
As soon as they grow.
Well, there ain`t nothing here now to hold them.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - North Country Blues Come gather `round friends And I`ll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty. But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty. In the north end of town, My own children are grown But I was raised on the other. In the wee hours of youth, My mother took sick And I was brought up by my brother. The iron ore poured As the years passed the door, The drag lines an` the shovels they was a-humming. `Til one day my brother Failed to come home The same as my father before him. Well a long winter`s wait, From the window I watched. him. My friends they couldn`t have been kinder. And my schooling was cut As I quit in the spring To marry John Thomas, a miner. Oh the years passed again And the givin` was good, With the lunch bucket filled every season. What with three babies born, The work was cut down To a half a day`s shift with no reason. Then the shaft was soon shut And more work was cut, And the fire in the air, it felt frozen. `Til a man come to speak And he said in one week That number eleven was closin`. They complained in the East, They are paying too high. They say that your ore ain`t worth digging. That it`s much cheaper down In the South American towns Where the miners work almost for nothing. So the mining gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking. Where the sad, silent song Made the hour twice as long As I waited for the sun to go sinking. I lived by the window As he talked to himself, This silence of tongues it was building. Then one morning`s wake, The bed it was bare, And I`s left alone with three children. The summer is gone, The ground`s turning cold, The stores one by one they`re a-foldin`. My children will go As soon as they grow. Well, there ain`t nothing here now to hold them. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни North Country Blues: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/8453.html Все тексты песен: Bob Dylan » Bob Dylan - Gates of Eden » Bob Dylan - Subterranean Homesick Blues » Bob Dylan - Political World » Bob Dylan - Mr. Tambourine Man » Bob Dylan - Trying To Get To Heaven » Bob Dylan - Wedding Song » Bob Dylan - Man Gave Names to All The Animals » Bob Dylan - Ill Be Your Baby Tonight » Bob Dylan - Obviously Five Believers » Bob Dylan - Early Mornin Rain » Bob Dylan - A Fool Such as I » Bob Dylan - As I Went Out One Morning » Bob Dylan - Tell Me That It Isn`t True » Bob Dylan - Lonesome Day Blues » Bob Dylan - Gospel Plow » Bob Dylan - You Wanna Ramble » Bob Dylan - Mary Ann » Bob Dylan - From a Buick 6 » Bob Dylan - One Too Many Mornings » Bob Dylan - One More Cup of Coffee (Valley Below) Рекомендуем скачать: » Вадим Егоров - Поезд » Валентин Вихорев - Хатынь » Владимир Кузьмин, Динамик - Еще вчера » Владимир Высоцкий - Про йогов » Владимир Маркин - Домовой » Владимир Ланцберг - Посвящение крысе, с которой я познакомился в 1980 году в квартире дома по улице Пионерской города Од » Ва-БанкЪ - Эльдорадо » Восьмая Марта - Крошка Билли-Винки » Владимир Береснев - Весна, поэзия и Фрейд (стихи) » Валерий Зайцев - Измученной души усталый голос... » Владимир Тиунов - Осенняя » Вячеслав Добрынин - Я тоскую по тебе » Владимир Высоцкий - Муру на блюде доедаю подчистую » Вера Вотинцева - Обалдуй » Владимир Каденко - Марбург » Валентина Толкунова - Серебряные свадьбы » Валерий Зайцев - Звездочка надежды » Владимир Высоцкий - На нейтральной полосе » Владимир Высоцкий - Под деньгами на кону » Владимир Береснев - Ангелы
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