Текст песни: Still Life With An Empty Bottle + перевод

Still life with an empty bottle

Six girls in a trance

I’m standing alone in high water

And dreaming of Paris France

The preacher he went fishing

To tell the river lies

My best friend she eat next to nothing

And least nothing with eyes

She always been the kind of woman

To tell the world what she believes

And she never contribute to nobody’s problem

No baby tugging at her sleeves

Roll river roll

Roll river roll

You’re going I don’t know

Well, whatever became of Katie Downs

Her eyes as green as gold

Like some immortal, autumnal warbler

She never will get old

And Herbie played a tune called Watermelon Man

When no one would open their eyes

And The New York Times wrote something about how he/she

Never took his eyes off the prize

Me I defend all the ridges

Where Apollo will touch down

I discovered the land with all the pitches

The only place I can drink from the ground

Roll river roll

Roll river roll

Where you’re going I don’t know

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