Small Time 'Capone - The Curse of Nancy Malone | Текст песни

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• Small Time 'Capone
• The Curse of Nancy Malone

Sit me down by the riverbank
Watch me heave and curl
The reaper comes for me
Begging of your jealousy
Knocking on the cold wood, sly

Nancy Malone oh let me die
On this January night
Grasping at the waves around
Sink or swim oh how you lie
A calming care look in your eye
Cursing your name I try

One day I’ll be gone
I’ll be long long gone
Rent souless on a summer night
You sat playing with a knife
Between your crooked teeth
Whistling your favorite tune

Hold your head up high
For your longing breath
Black your grave will be
You begged for death
And it came not a moment less
Enjoy your wicked company