Текст песни Volbeat - Sad Man′s Tongue

Текст песни Sad Man′s Tongue

Well my mama told me: son you better watch out
All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime
But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin′, out from a sad man′s tongue

Left my mama and papa′s nest
I got the fever rambling my bones
Papa said: my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go
Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin′, out from a sad man′s tongue

Strollin′ down the highway with uncle Sam roaring: rebel kid get your ass home
Your ass belongs to me
Leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home
But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin′, out from a sad man′s tongue

Singing in the cell 1.40.9.5
No way should I wear guns, I′m sitting my time

Left 1.40.9.5 with plenty rock′n′roll songs painting the road
Education sucks, so I sing my song for you

And I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin′ out from a glad man′s tongue