Текст песни Bob Dylan - Buckets Of Rain

Текст:

Buckets of rain Buckets of tears Got all them buckets coming out of my ears Buckets of moonbeams in my hand You got all the love honey baby I can't stand. I been meek And hard like and oak I seen pretty people disappear like smoke Friends will arrive friends will disappear If you want me honey baby I'll be there. I like your smile And your fingertips I like the way that you move your lips I like the cool way you look at me Everything about you is bringing me Misery. Little red wagon Little red bike I ain't no monkey but I know what I like I like the way you love me strong and slow I'm taking you with me honey baby When I go. Life is sad Life is a bust All ya can do is do what you must You do what you must do and ya do it well I'll do it for you honey baby Can't you tell ?

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