If 6 Was 9 — текст песни (Jimi Hendrix)

Yeah)

(Sing a song, brother)

If the sun refused to shine,

I don`t mind, I don`t mind.

(Yeah)

If the mountains fell in the sea,

Let it be, it ain`t me.

Got my own world to live through

And I ain`t gonna copy you.



Now, if 6 turned up to be 9,

I don`t mind, I don`t mind.

If all the hippies cut off their hair,

I don`t care, I don`t care.

Did, `cos I got my own world to live through

And I ain`t gonna copy you.



White-collar conservatives flashing down the street

Pointing their plastic finger at me.

They`re hoping soon my kind will drop and die,

But I`m gonna wave my freak flag high . . . HIGH!



Hah, hah

Falling mountains just don`t fall on me

Point on mister Buisnessman,

You can`t dress like me.

Nobody know what I`m talking about

I`ve got my own life to live

I`m the one that`s gonna have to die

when it`s time for me to die

So let me live my life the way I want to.



Yeah . . .

Sing on brother,

Play on brother . . .