Текст песни The Band - Across The Great Divide

Текст:

Standin' by your window in pain A pistol in your hand And I beg you, dear Molly, girl, Try and understand your man the best you can Across the Great Divide Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride And bring your children down to the river side I had a goal in my younger days I nearly wrote my will But I changed my mind for the better I'm at the still, had my fill and I'm fit to kill Across the Great Divide Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride And bring your children down to the river side Pinball machine and a queen I nearly took the bus Tried to keep my hands to myself They say it's a must, but who can ya trust? Harvest moon shinin' down from the sky A weary sign for all I'm gonna leave this one horse town Had to stall 'til the fall, now I'm gonna crawl Across the Great Divide Now Molly dear, don't ya shed a tear Your time will surely come You'll feed your man chicken ev'ry Sunday Now tell me, hon, what ya done with the gun? Across the Great Divide Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride And bring your children down to the river side

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