Killing of Georgie - текст песни
Killing of Georgie
In these days of changing ways So called liberated days A story comes to mind of a friend of mine
Georgie boy was gay I guess Nothin' more or nothin' less The kindest guy I ever knew
His mother's tears fell in vain The afternoon George tried to explain That he needed love like all the rest
Pa said there must be a mistake How can my son not be straight After all I've said and done for him
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus Cast out by the ones he loves A victim of these gay days it seems
Georgie went to New York town Where he quickly settled down And soon became the toast of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite In all the places that were chic No party was complete without George
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