Текст песни: Big Country Blues + перевод

Well, I been up the Mississippi to the Manitoba line

I’ve been downstream to the Gulf of Mexico

Followed the sun out west to Californ

And there just ain’t no place left for me to go

Spent a lonesome month in Maine and a year in Louisian

Packed my bags and hit the Westward Trail

Rambled down through Texas 'til I came to El Paso

Spent a week in a stinkin' Juarez jail

Well, I rambled through Nevada gamblin' most of my life away

I headed north when I heard Dakota call

Well, I stayed until the Northers came rollin' down the line

I headed south when summer turned to fall

I’ve been north and east, south where the cotton grows

And out in the west where the sun forever shines

Well, I’ve bent my back for a dollar a day in a Texas sugar field

Labored in a Minnesota mine

Well, I’ve seen your hungry babies scream, I watched their mamas cry

Seen a worn out prostitute beg for a dime

I’ve seen men come out of gutters ready to give their lives away

For a slug at a lousy bottle of rot gut wine

I’ve been up the Mississippi to the Manitoba line

Downstream to the Gulf of Mexico

Followed the sun out west to Californ

And there just ain’t no place left for me to go

Well, there just ain’t no place left for me to go

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