Текст песни: Rock Salt and Nails + перевод

By the banks of the river

Where the willows hang down

The wild birds they warble

With a low moanin' sound

Way down in the hollow

Where the river runs cold

It was there I first listened

To the lies that you told

Now I lie on my back

And I see your sweet face

The past I remember

Time can’t erase

And the letters you wrote me

They were written in shame

And I know that your conscience

Still echoes my name

Now if the ladies were blackbirds

If the ladies were thrushes

Well I’d lie there for hours

In the chilly cold marshes

And if the women were squirrels

With them high bushy tails

Well I’d load up my shotgun

With rock salt and nails

I’d load up my shotgun

With rock salt and nails

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