Alabama 3 - Too Sick to Play | Текст песни

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• Too Sick to Play

I'm in a lonely room
Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues
Winter's walking up the avenue
I aint seen the sunshine since the sixth of June
But, I tell ya' this

Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
Im gonna find some faith
'Cause, just because I burned my Bible, Baby,
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray

I'm in a crowded place, yeah
But, I cant recognise a single face
And, they say the thrill is in the chase
Well, I ain't got the legs, I ain't got the legs to run that race
But, I tell ya this

Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my Bible, Baby,
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray

You'd better burn a candle bright
Raise up some ghosts tonight

They say I made my money messing up young minds
Stopped the congregation an' I left 'em all cryin'
In the rain, yeah, left 'em with their pain
Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains
Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold
As the knife slits on, another sucker is born
Thrown into this world alone
Doctor came a-knockin', wasn't nobody home

Ease the pain

Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
Im gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my Bible, Baby
It dont mean I'm too sick to pray

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