Текст и слова песни Stonewall Jackson – Run
A bluebird a wingin' his lonely way south
Tryin' to escape from the cold and the drought
He's all alone in the cold grey sky fly little bluebird fly fly fly
North wind a blowing oh so cold poor little bird is so brave and so bold
He just keeps a flying for a southern sky his only hope is to fly fly fly
Well he's not the only one that's on that trail this old boy he just projail
Always a runnin' always afraid the good Lord above knows I've paid paid paid
Train whistle moaning oh so low and I don't even know where to go
I'll just keep a following the rising sun my only hope is to run run run
Well I was like to give up and turn myself in
But they would only bury me under the pen
So I'll keep a running until the day I die
The thought of this it makes me wanna cry cry cry
Train whistle moaning...
Tryin' to escape from the cold and the drought
He's all alone in the cold grey sky fly little bluebird fly fly fly
North wind a blowing oh so cold poor little bird is so brave and so bold
He just keeps a flying for a southern sky his only hope is to fly fly fly
Well he's not the only one that's on that trail this old boy he just projail
Always a runnin' always afraid the good Lord above knows I've paid paid paid
Train whistle moaning oh so low and I don't even know where to go
I'll just keep a following the rising sun my only hope is to run run run
Well I was like to give up and turn myself in
But they would only bury me under the pen
So I'll keep a running until the day I die
The thought of this it makes me wanna cry cry cry
Train whistle moaning...
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