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Goin' Down

 

Goin' Down

(альбом: Don't Be Fooled By The Name - 1974)


I'm going down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was dressed in gold white satin
So gold, so cool, so bad

Well, now let me tell you people
And take heed to what I say
Well, it's the poor what gets the problems
And the wealthy that gets their way

I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James Infirmary
Going down, going down
Going down to St. James Infirmary

Well, my woman she had no money
Ooh, no money to fill the fuel
She had to go into the forest
To gather them sticks of wood

Well the blue ice numbs the fingers
That creeps right trough the bones
Well my baby's in St. James infirmary
Her body's so stiff like stone

I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary
Going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary

I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary
Going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary

I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary
I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary
I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary
I'm going down, going down
Going down to St. James infirmary

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