Hollywood — текст песни (Monkees)

by Michael Nesmith
The sun that`s falling from the southwestern sky
Tells me that I must depart,
So, by sundown today, I`ll be on my way,
But I`ll be leaving my heart.
It`s not the countryside that appealed to my eyes,
It`s the spirit and it captured my mind,
But the things I tried to be made a wreck out of me,
Now a different road, I must find.
These things I think are new, I guess they`re really old,
It seems I`ve done `em once before
Now, to go back to that fork in the road,
Takes all the strength of my soul and more.
Oh, goodbye, goodbye you cruel town,
You`ve been a fair-weather friend,
Now I will go to some places that I know
Where things don`t start just to end.
These things I think are new, I guess they`re really old,
It seems that I`ve done `em once before,
Now, to go back to that fork in the road,
Takes all the strength of my soul and more.
Oh, goodbye, good goodbye you cruel town,
You`ve been a fair-weather friend,
Now I will go to some place that I know
Where things don`t start just to end.