Paul Ferrara and Georgia Newton - Bald Mountain | Текст песни

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• Paul Ferrara and Georgia Newton
• Bald Mountain

Well, I've been travelling on bald mountain
I've been travelling all my day
My old horse, he's longingly
Longingly ain't got no shoes
While he is here, I've got the blues

On bald mountain we did ride
Sixteen hours
We didn't ride. Hope we did ride.
How I cried, I cried, I cried.

Up in the sky, what did I see,
Circling over me?
Strange blackbird gonna set me free.