Текст, перевод и аккорды “Pueblo”
- One trial down in spanos county Ladies always turn up to watch them fall And the hands they bind you They bind you like you want to be broken But the land is comin, babe Its coming up golden Gold and silver streaks When you hit them You cant buy sand In the gross land Dont say what to make em feel They got take it off my wrists Jacob you move up my wrists Jacob you move..when you move You dont move! you dont moooove!! Alright I want a cigarette All those trials and things they try to do While wondering over why were insane Damn land ho(? ), wont you?
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