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Текст (слова) песни: Neil Young - Good Phone
Back in the days of covered wagons
A man had his own way
Whether talkin to a woman
Or crossing the u.s.a.
No telephones were ringing
No angry words exchanged.
I wish I was back in the saddle now
Riding on the range.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
Im listed under broken hearts
Looking for a good time.
I cant reach out and touch you
Youre hung up on the line
Im your disconnected number now
And youre a private line.
Well, I used to be so happy,
When you gave good phone.
I could call you up from anywhere
For a little bit of home
But now my heart is aching
After every call
By the way you talk youd think
You never gave good phone at all.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
Im listed under broken hearts
Looking for a good time.
I cant reach out and touch you
Youre hung up on the line
Im your disconnected number now
And youre a private line.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
Im listed under broken hearts.
Looking for a good time.
I cant reach out and touch you
Youre hung up on the line
Im your disconnected number now
And youre a private line.
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