28.05.2009    Billy's Band - Cold Ground (Не відомо)

		Cold Ground
		(Tom Waits)

		C                           Am
		Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
		        C                           Am
		Never slept with a dream before he had to go away
		           C                       Am
		There's a bell in the tower Uncle ray bought a round
		       F                         G
		Don't worry when you lay in the cold,

		                C
		The cold cold ground
		        Am
		In the cold cold ground
		            C
		Cold cold ground
		        Am
		In the cold cold ground

		Now don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed
		There's a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed
		When the road's washed out they pass the bottle around
		And wait in the arms of the

		Cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		The cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground

		There's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope
		And a briar patch of berries takin over the slope
		The cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town
		Til we bury every dream in the cold

		Cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		Cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground

		Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
		Never slept with a dream before he had to go away
		There's a bell in the tower Uncle ray bought a round
		Don't worry when you lay in the cold,

		The cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		Cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground



		Вы знаете, бывает... Сегодня, сегодня тучи, завтра слёзы с утра. Терпи, дружок,
		когда вернётся вчера, к примеру...
		Вообще, у меня был один знакомый мальчик, который жил с родителями в Берлине и
		в возрасте примерно двенадцати или тринадцати лет, когда так, невзначай, увлёкся
		троцкизмом, и примерно в это же самое время завёл себе меленькую такую
		карликовую собачку и нарёк её Jesus. Прогуливаясь с ней по улицам, прохожие
		оборачивались от удивления, когда он окликал её: "Jesus! Jesus!" Прискорбнее
		всего было то, что он приучил её кидаться на людей на команду "Алилуйя."
		Извращенство, я считаю. С тех пор прошло уже порядком лет, мы тут недавно
		виделись с ним. Как выяснилось, он поступил в институт, окончил его, получил
		хорошую работу и поверьте, у него всё хорошо. А вот собачку пришлось усыпить...

		C                           Am
		Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
		        C                           Am
		Never slept with a dream before he had to go away
		           C                       Am
		There's a bell in the tower Uncle ray bought a round
		       F                           G
		Don't worry 'bout the army in the cold,

		       C
		Cold ground
		        Am
		In the cold cold ground
		            C
		Cold cold ground
		        Am
		In the cold cold ground

		Now don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed
		There's a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed
		When the road's washed out they pass the bottle around
		And wait in the arms of the

		Cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		The cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground

		There's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope
		And a briar patch of berries takin over the slope
		The cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town
		Til we bury every dream in the cold

		Cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground

		Now gimme a Winchester rifle and a box full of shells
		Stop talking to the neighbors til we all go dead
		Beware of my temper and the dog that I’ve found
		I find we lay down together in the

		Cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		The cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground

		Да, и вот ещё что, не забудь прихватить с собой в могилу доллар, детка...

		Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe
		Never slept with a dream before he had to go away
		There's a bell in the tower Uncle ray bought a round
		Don't worry 'bout the army in the cold,

		The cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground
		In the cold cold ground