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Текст (слова) песни: Nazareth - Local Still



Its three oclock in the morning

And theyre sayin youve had enough

But you want another drink

Good old north or southern stuff

Youre a boy from way down south

Folks from the old north

And its friday night

Its party night for you

King george he sent the excise men

The yankee revenuers

It dont matter what they try

Theyll never stop the brewin

Because a man will take a glass

To make his spirits fly

On a friday night

Its party night for you

They bring out laws and taxes

Try to cut you down

If you cant go to the corner bar

Then youll go underground

So come on down to your local still

And buy yourself a thrill

On a friday night

Its party night for you

* whiskey the water of life

Theres more to it than the pourin

Oiled the reel on the fiddle bow

And sent the music soarin

My old man and his old man

They knew what they were doin

Lovin malt from the old land

And the corn from tennessee

If youre feelin lowdown

You dont need no pill

Come along and join the clan

Support your local still

You can win your bar-room blues

Find that hazy delight

On a friday night

Its party night for you

Repeat *

Its three oclock in the morning

And theyre sayin youve had enough

But you want another drink

Good old north or southern stuff

Youre a boy from way down south

Folks from the old north

And its friday night

Its party night for you.

(written and arranged by nazareth)

Copyright 1983 fool circle limited

All rights reserved.

 

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