Текст и слова песни Tom Waits – More Than Rain
It s more than rain that falls on our parade tonight
it s more than thunder it s more than thunder
it s more than a swindle this crooked card game
it s more than sad times it s more than sad times
none of our pockets are filled with gold
nobody s caught the boquet
there are no dead presidents we can fold
nothing is going our way
and it s more than goodbye I have to say to you
it s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now
it s more than thunder it s more than thunder
it s more than a swindle this crooked card game
it s more than sad times it s more than sad times
none of our pockets are filled with gold
nobody s caught the boquet
there are no dead presidents we can fold
nothing is going our way
and it s more than goodbye I have to say to you
it s more than woe-be-gotten grey skies now
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