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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Toni Childs -  Tin Drum
 Theres an old man talkin
 
 To a young boy weepin
 
 To an old man shaking his head
 
 Theres a cool gentle breeze
 
 In the night full of light
 
 As the red glow wavers in the stead
 
 Theres a black man crying
 
 And a white man dyin
 
 And a black mans head in the air
 
 The shock of life
 
 Feeds the fight
 
 The fight thats in my head
 
 Holding tight in the stillness of the night
 
 In the stillness of my thoughts
 
 Yet, I know Ive only started
 
 Beating on a tin drum marching to a sound
 
 What is it I think?
 
 Am I beating on a tin drum marching to a cause
 
 When I dont know what it is I believe
 
 Lonely peeping chick
 
 Calling to his mother
 
 Runs amuck
 
 In a sunken black ditch
 
 And wilhams with the widow
 
 While marthas in the meadow
 
 And the lamb is a layin in sick
 
 And the boy in back
 
 Is talking some slack
 
 To the king of auld lang syne
 
 And my heart goes out
 
 But I cannot spout what I do not know inside
 
 Holding tight in the stillness of my mind
 
 In the stillness of my thought
 
 Yet, I know Ive only started
 
 
    
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