Muleskinner Jones - Black River Wood | Текст песни

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• Muleskinner Jones
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Rotten and forgotten the summerhouse lies,
Far from the gardens and prying eyes.
A nervous glance behind me as I apply
The finest paint and powder and go.
And go.

How in these tattered clothes and tangled hair
Could I have earned the love of one so fair?
Run a ragged razor cross broken skin,
Scrape these blackened fingers and go.
And go.

And there
We tumbled over
Damp earth and clover.
You let your hair down.

And there
It felt so good
Doing things we never should
In Black River Wood.
Black River Wood.

With the heavy sweetness of eraly June
Came a child growing inside my womb.
Lingering over the letter I'd leave for you,
Hide it in the hollow tree and go.
And go.

You'd give up the blessings of your privileged life,
Leave your wealthy husband and I my loving wife,
Make our way to London where together we would ride
Far across the ocean and go.
And go.

And there
We tumbled over
Damp earth and clover.
My heart was racing.

And there
It felt so good
Doing things we never should
In Black River Wood.
Black River Wood.

And there,
As you caressed me,
Told me you loved me,
I felt the pistol.

And there,
You could have been sleeping
(If it weren't for the bleeding),
You looked so good
In Black River Wood.
Black River Wood.

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