Emmylou Harris - Broken Man's Lament | Текст песни

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I was once a broken man; I was once a broken fool
Lost my wife and children to one basic broken rule
Now I live my life in silence though I'm not quite in a shell
I drink and listen to that song, a whiter shade of pale
Oh, a whiter shade of pale

I was a good shade tree mechanic so I sent myself to school
They smoothed out my rough edges; in my hands they put new tools
The instructor once he told me I could work on any line
I could tune and make a diesel sing just like Patsy Cline
Oh, just like Patsy Cline

Well, I met my wife to be through my mother's best friend son
She'd been a barroom singer; she was as good as anyone
But I asked her to stop singing and the girl, she did not flinch
Next day she went and bought that man a brand new crescent wrench
Oh, a brand new crescent wrench

Well, we had three fine children as eight years went on by
I learned to supervise a line, my knuckles stayed bone dry
But after supper I kept hearing her by the kitchen radio
Singing sweet but desperate harmony a little bit too low
Oh, a little bit too low

She left three months later, I'd just come home for lunch
The note said easy come hard go but still love you much
She said I don't know if I'll be back or if you'll want me if I come
But if and when that happens, dear, you better let my sweet dream run
Oh, let my sweet dream run

I was a good shade tree mechanic so I sent myself to school
They smoothed out my rough edges; in my hands they put new tools
The instructor once he told me I could work on any line
But now my diesels ain't the only thing that sing like Patsy Cline
Oh, can sing like Patsy Cline

I was once a broken man; I was once a broken fool
Lost my wife and children to one basic broken rule
Now I live my life in silence though I'm not quite in a shell
I drink and listen to that song, a whiter shade of pale
Oh, a whiter shade of pale


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