Nothing Id Rather Do — текст песни (John Wesley Harding)

Theres nothing thats better at all

Thats better than the sound of the closest call

Tells you to act proud, act proud, walk tall

Theres nothing thats better at all



Theres nothing that can be compared

To the silver braid that plaits your hair

Its as if you didnt care

Theres nothing that can be compared



Theres trouble in your town

The wind blew in and your confidence drowned

Hasnt been the same since you found

Theres trouble in your town



I didnt read your letters

With you, theyre never news

And theyre no substitute for the times I never see you

Thats all anyway

What have you got to lose

Goes for me too....



Theres nothing Id rather do

Take you in and pull you through

Take you in and pull you through

Theres nothing Id rather do

Theres nothing Id rather do