Tom Waits - Night On Earth OST - Back In The Good Old World | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Tom Waits - Night On Earth OST
• Back In The Good Old World

When I was a boy,
the moon was a pearl
the sun a yellow gold.

But when I was a man,
the wind blew cold
the hills were upside down.

But now that I have gone from here
there's no place I'd rather be

Than to float my chances
on the tide
back in the good old world.

On october's last
I'll fly back home
rolling down winding way.

Scare crows are
all dressed in rags
out at the edge of the field I lay

And all I've got's a pocket full
of flowers on my grave.

Oh but summer is gone
I remember it best

Back in the good old world.