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New Mister Me

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 30.10.2012

The moment that you saw him you just looked the other way
The blood within his eye was like a curse
He had two heavy pistols which were greasied up and ready
And a face like Bobby Dylan only worse
He ordered up a whisky which he drank like he was thirsty
And ordered him another of the same
Suddenly the silence of the frozen room was shattered
By a kid who shot before he called his name
He looked up at his killer from the floor where he had fallen
Said well look what you have gone and done to me
He said son I think you blew it but you're truly welcome to it
You can be the new mister me
Yeah you can be the new mister me me me
Ain't it true that's what you want to be yesiree Bob
And i'll be somewhere sunny where it's funny and it's free
And you can be the new mister me

[ piano + harmonica ]
Well I was there the day they say that Bobby Dylan died
You and I both know he got away
He's out there stealin' horses really learnin' how to ride
And he's the reason I am free today
Singin' you can be the new...


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