Jeff Buckley - Dink's Song | Текст песни

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If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly the river to the one I love
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

If I met your man, and he was long and tall
I’d heave his body like a cannonball
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Then, one evening, it was drizzling rain
And in my heart I felt an aching pain
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

As you wore, wore your apron low
I’m gonna keep you away from my door
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

And your apron is straight up to your chin
I cross your door but I never come in
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Oh, the woman I love, I crave to see
She leaves up the country
And I know she won’t write to me
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Ah, she’s gone, I know she won’t come back
Ah, she took the last nickel out of my saving sack
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

And I went to the mountain
Looked as far as my eye could see
Some other man got my woman, and a lonesome blues got me
Oh yeah, oh yeah, fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

And I found her letter on the old maple tree,
She says “I’m gonna get you
For all the things you did to me.”
Oh yeah, baby, baby, fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Now, if a man is a cheater
He’s having himself a time
But he’ll never keep his woman
‘Cause he just won’t know his mind
His mind mind mind mind
Fare thee well, my honey, oh yeah

A muddy river runs a muddy mile
But you can't give me money for my unborn child
Child, child, child
Fare thee well, my honey, oh fare thee well

When a woman gets in trouble
Everybody puts her down
Looking for a good friend
And none can be found
Oh yeah, oh yeah, fare thee well

Number nine train
Never done no harm
Number nine train
Take my poor baby home
Fare thee well, oh yeah

Another woman, I love.

I’m the fastest man that I ever saw,
But I mus’ get from Missouri all the way to Arkansas.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, fare thee well, oh yeah.

Although papa's dead
How much will to be
I got no woman
To love and care for me, oh yeah
Oh yeah, fare thee well, my honey,
Oh my honey, fare thee well, fare thee well