Porters Of Pokhara - A Great Mark Left On Me | Текст песни

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I was in a South Korean Mall
In the busy Busan downtown
When a message came though from mum
Was like a truck had knocked me down
He was the oldest one
He was our father’s first born son
Brother Mark was done

Half way up an old pine tree
Half way through an afternoon
Six hundred odd noisy cc
Due to roll in anytime soon
As a boy I await
To be paid a pinch upon the nose
Which brother Mark owes

Sipping on his coffee cup
Rolling up another smoke
Sharing some words of wisdom
Between each and every toke
Today he drove his car
I’ll check the backseat to see if he
Brought his guitar for me

Proudly he strums away
Out in the old back shed
A genius in action
Fluently full steam ahead
A great mark left on me
Of the best and rarest kind
His melodies left behind
For everyone to hold dear

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