Текст песни: Don\'t Leave Me Here + перевод

They say Hattie, sweet as honeysuckle, lit the light under the shade.

She’d come on down from Memphis, slow march as the fire began to fade.

On the table, the book of dreams, the colors all faded

Country radio from the bedroom, cracklin' low

On her hands the cracks and wrinkles are a map

To the places she knows, and is bound to go

I felt the arms of the mother, in the back of the car, dreaming on the side of

the

road

Watching in light of the passing cars, gently feeling where we been, where we

are

On the table, the book of dreams, the colors all faded

Country radio from the bedroom, cracklin' low

On her hands the cracks and wrinkles are a map

To the places she knows, and is bound to go

I want to say 'don't leave me here' I am bound for you, a bird in a cage just

trying to be free

And everything you gave me, there wasn’t a key, ever a slave, love, ever a

slave

On the table, the book of dreams, the colors all faded

Country radio from the bedroom, cracklin' low

On her hands the cracks and wrinkles are a map

To the places she knows, and is bound to go

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