Ray Bonneville все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

was born on the edge of the big muddy flow
my daddy was french, my mother creole
I’m slow and heavy underneath the sun
but I’m more than willing when the night time comes
I’m a well known street, I’m a marching drum
I’m a dancer, a preacher, a sophisticated bum
I’m a wild tchapatoula, a dice rolling judge
I’m a barker tryin’ to fool you into a late night club

Where the tracks cut county nine
a diesel pulls up a long line
slowing up the grade to a crawl
where Jolee waits for an empty car
away from a man
with a cruel tongue and a violent hand
who done told her more than once
I’ll put your six under if you try to run

Let’s go walking
down by where we used to go
under the bridge over the city
time hasn’t changed these streets
like it did us
familiar as may seem
it’s not like it was
under the bridge over the city