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  • Текст песни Townes Van Zandt - St. John The Gambler

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    By townes van zandt

    When she had twenty years she turned to her mother

    Saying mother, I know that youll grieve

    But Ive given my soul to st john the gambler

    Tomorrow comes time leave

    For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever

    And dead men lay deep round the door

    The only salvation thats mine for the asking

    So mother, think on me no more

    Winter held high round the mountains breast

    And the cold of a thousand snows

    Lay heaped upon the forests leaf

    But she dressed in calico

    For a gambler likes his women fancy

    Fancy she would be

    And the fire of her longing would keep way the cold

    And her dress was a sight to see

    But the road was long beneath the feet

    She followed her frozen breath

    In search of a certain st john the gambler

    Stumbling to her death

    She heard his laughter right down from the mountains

    And danced with her mothers tears

    To a funeral drawn a calico

    neath the cross of twenty years

    To a funeral drawn a calico

    neath the cross of twenty years

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