Альбом Alabama 3

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fly with me
come on, fly with me
fly with me
you'll never come down

this is your captain speaking

cigarette burns on the sofa
whiskey on my new lineolium floor
you wonder why on Wednesday's I'm so wasted, yeah
I wonder why on Friday's I ain't walkin' out the back door
well babe, you look so blue
yeah, ya feel so cold
ya, you hope I die
you hope I'll never grow old

come on, fly with me
you'll never come down
come on, fly with me
you'll never come down

this is your captain speaking

you dress me up
you got me busted
you got no parole
they sent me to the jail
your traffickers just can't be trusted, boy
well your main man I ain't seen him anywhere
look so blue
feel so cold
you hope I die
you pray I never grow old

come on, fly with me, baby
you'll never come down
you'll never come down
come on, fly with me, yeah
fly with me, yeah
you'll never come down

uh-attention ladies and gentlemen this is your captain D. W. Love
I have just been informed by one of our stewardesses of a disturbance back in

economy class
apparently, a young lady has uh taken off her prada shoe and put the heel

straight in the eye of the fella sittin' in the seat next to her

look so blue
feel so cold
you hope I die
ya pray I never grow old, yeah

I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking

I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking

come on, fly with me, baby
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking

come on, fly with me
all the way to could nine
you'll never come down

fly with me
come on fly with me
I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
this is your captain speaking

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Every sundown
You make the break
By the time you hit the border
You're back in chains
Your jailer's laughin'
As you complain
You were born to run
What about the great escape
In the courtyard
There is no breeze
And there ain't no bluebirds
In the trees
On your knees you
Pray for sweet release
You pray for fortitude
And godspeed

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

You hear the tollin'
Of the bell
Are you in heaven
Are you in hell
The saints came marchin'
And you fell
Were you pushed
Did you stumble
Who could tell

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

All your women
Weepin' at your grave
Six black horses
To carry a safe
You were once a king
Now you're a slave
Too late to pray
They lock the gate

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

(Sing it now)

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

(Sing it now)

When you got nothin' left to lose
When you're way beyond the blues
Right or wrong lord
You've got to choose
When you're way beyond the blues

I have been used, I've been abused
Just from tryin' to keep you people amused
They say that all but the elect shall be refused
Shall be refused

I drink the wine, I break the bread
It's giving blood, it's living flesh for the living dead
I gotta keep those Christmas lights on in my head
In my head

Chorus:
It's holy blood
It's holy blood
It's holy blood
I'm givin' of (all?)

They make the sign, we take the vow
They take that silver and the gold, we take a bow
What the hell are we supposed to do now
On this unholy ground?

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I got so fried, I made you cry
God knows that I've lied, but I've tried
To always be there, standing by your side
Right by your side

(Chorus)

In the morning
In the afternoon
... ?
dirty spoon ...?

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