Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Mountain Men

The poacher and his daughter

Throw soft shadows on the water in the night.

A thin moon slips behind them

As they pull the net with no betraying light.

And later on the coast road, I meet them

And the old man winks a smile.

And who am I to fast deny the right

To take a fish once in a while?

I walk with them, they wish me luck

When I ship out on the sunday from the kyle.

And from the church I hear them singing

As the ship moves sadly from the pier.

Oh, poachers daughter, sunday best,

Two hundred brave souls share the farewell tear.

Theres a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born.

Lay down and let the slow tide wash me

Back to the land where I came from.

Where the mountain men are kings

And the sound of the piper counts for everything.

Did my tour, did my duty. I did all they asked of me.

Died in the trenches and at el alamein

...died in the falklands on t.v.

Going back to the mountain kings

Where the sound of the piper counts for everything.

Long generations from the isles

Sent to tread the foreign miles

Where the spiral ages meet.

Felt naked dust beneath their feet.

Future sun called winds to blow

And the past and present hard-eyed crow

Flew hunting high and circling low over blackened plains of eden.

Theres a child and a woman praying for an end to the mystery.

Hoping for a word in a letter

Fair wind-blown from across the sea

To where the mountain men are kings

And the sound of the piper counts for eveything.

Theres a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born.

Lay down and let the slow tide wash me

Back to the land where I came from.

Where the mountain men are kings

And the sound of the piper counts for everything.

Where the real mountain men are kings

And the sound of the piper counts for everything.

Feel the naked dust beneath my toes

While the future sun calls winds to blow

And the past and present black-eyed crow

Flies hunting high and circling low

Between dream mountains of our eden.

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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: Jethro Tull - Mountain Men The poacher and his daughter Throw soft shadows on the water in the night. A thin moon slips behind them As they pull the net with no betraying light. And later on the coast road, I meet them And the old man winks a smile. And who am I to fast deny the right To take a fish once in a while? I walk with them, they wish me luck When I ship out on the sunday from the kyle. And from the church I hear them singing As the ship moves sadly from the pier. Oh, poachers daughter, sunday best, Two hundred brave souls share the farewell tear. Theres a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born. Lay down and let the slow tide wash me Back to the land where I came from. Where the mountain men are kings And the sound of the piper counts for everything. Did my tour, did my duty. I did all they asked of me. Died in the trenches and at el alamein ...died in the falklands on t.v. Going back to the mountain kings Where the sound of the piper counts for everything. Long generations from the isles Sent to tread the foreign miles Where the spiral ages meet. Felt naked dust beneath their feet. Future sun called winds to blow And the past and present hard-eyed crow Flew hunting high and circling low over blackened plains of eden. Theres a child and a woman praying for an end to the mystery. Hoping for a word in a letter Fair wind-blown from across the sea To where the mountain men are kings And the sound of the piper counts for eveything. Theres a house on the hillside, where the drifting sands are born. Lay down and let the slow tide wash me Back to the land where I came from. Where the mountain men are kings And the sound of the piper counts for everything. Where the real mountain men are kings And the sound of the piper counts for everything. Feel the naked dust beneath my toes While the future sun calls winds to blow And the past and present black-eyed crow Flies hunting high and circling low Between dream mountains of our eden. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Mountain Men: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/5799.html Все тексты песен: Jethro Tull » Jethro Tull - I Don`t Want To Be Me » Jethro Tull - The Whalers Dues » Jethro Tull - No Step » Jethro Tull - Drive on The Young Side of Life » Jethro Tull - Baker Street Muse (Mother England reverie) » Jethro Tull - Coronach » Jethro Tull - Tundra » Jethro Tull - No Rehearsal » Jethro Tull - Still Loving You Tonight » Jethro Tull - Doctor To My Disease » Jethro Tull - dun ringill \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Jethro Tull - Nursie » Jethro Tull - heavy horses \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Jethro Tull - Look Into The Sun » Jethro Tull - Gold-Tipped Boots, Black Jacket And Tie » Jethro Tull - When Jesus Came To Play » Jethro Tull - Nursie » Jethro Tull - Back-Door Angels » Jethro Tull - Slipstream » Jethro Tull - Moths Рекомендуем скачать: » Цыганова Вика - Родимый край » Цыганова Вика - Вор » Цыганова Вика - Не плачь, душа » Цыганова Вика - Москва » Цыганова Вика - Играй, тальянка » Цыганова Вика - Чудо пьяное » Центр, Василий Шумов - Это самое » Цыганова Вика - Помянем » Цыганова Вика - Пара гнедых » Цыганова Вика - Офицеры » Цыганова Вика - Андреевский флаг » Цыганова Вика - Три гитары » Цветы - Гимн Солнцу » Цыганова Вика - Атаман (Над Тереком) » Цыганова Вика - Черноглазый, чернобровый » Центр, Василий Шумов - Среди белого огня » Цыганова Вика - Церковь белая » Центр, Василий Шумов - Голографический имидж » Цыганова Вика - Конь вороной » Цыганова Вика - Эх, раз...
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