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Текст и слова песни Elton John – Tell Me When The Whistle Blows (Live)

There's a dusty old gutter, lying in now, he's blind and he's old
And there's bottle that roll down the road, me, I'm young and I'm so wild
And I still feel the need of your apron strings once in a while
For there's taxi cabs a-hooting, I can't be foot-loose forever
My suitcase it's a cheap one, my darling, she's a dear one
My head's feeling light as a feather

Take my ears and tell me when the whistle blows
Wake me up and tell me when the whistle blows
Long lost and lonely boy, you're just a black sheep going home
I want to feel your wheels of steel underneath my itching heels
Take my money, take my money, tell me when the whistle blows

Part of me asked the young man for the time
With a cool vacant stare of undue concern, he said nine
It's not so bad but I really do love the land and rather all this
Than those diamante lovers in Hyde Park holding hands
Blowing heat through my fingers trying to kill off this cold
Will the street kids remember? Can I still shoot a fast cue
Has this country kid still got his soul?

Take my ears and tell me when the whistle blows
Wake me up and tell me when the whistle blows
Long lost and lonely boy, you're just a black sheep going home
I want to feel your wheels of steel underneath my itching heels
Take my money, take my money, tell me when the whistle blows
Take my money, take my money, tell me when the whistle blows

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