Muleskinner Jones - Mr. Jones' Last Song | Текст песни

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• Mr. Jones' Last Song

Well I hadn't been paid for nine months
I'd busted my ass, I'd sweated blood
Now everything I loved was up for sale
And I was scared of opening the mail

Then a voice said...
Settle down son, stop telling tales
It's time to admit to everybody that you've failed
And I know life sucks
And I know it's kinda shit
But you won't move on if you don't know when to quit

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