Leaving London - текст песни
Leaving London
With a dark and rolling sea Between my love and me I keep walking thru this cold hard town While i wait for better days I could use a place to stay Or a floor where I could lay my blanket down
If I could beg, steal, or borrow A ticket on some boat or plane I'd be leaving London tomorrow To fly to my young love again
Up at dawn to change my shirt And to wash away the dirt Then it's over to American Express Not one letter did I find No, she didn't send one line Though I know she had my forwarding address
Last night the Troubadour
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