Crooked Piece of Time — текст песни (John Prine)





Things got rough

Things got tough

Things got harder than hard

We were just trying to make a livin

In our back yard



We were born too late died to soon

Anxietys a terrible crime

If you dont come now dont come at all

cause its a crooked piece of time.



Its a crooked piece of time that we live in

A crooked piece of time

All in all and all in all

Its a crooked piece of time.



Yesterday morning an ill wind came

Blew your picture

Right out of the picture frame

Even blew the candle out

From underneath the flame

Yesterday morning an ill wind came.



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