Deliver Your Children — текст песни (Paul McCartney)

Well, the rain was a-failin

And the ground turned to mud

I was watching all the people

Running from the flood

So I started to pray

Though I aint no prayin man

For the lord to come a helpin

Knowing hed understand

Deliver your children to the good good life

Giveem peace and shelter and a fork and knife

Shine a light in the morning and a light at night

And if a thing goes wrong youd better make it right



Well, I had me a woman

She was good and clean

She spent all day with the washing machine

But when it come to lovin

She was never around

She was out getting dirty

All over town



Chorus



Well, I was low on money

And my truck broke down

I was on my way to the lost and found

So I took it to a dealer

I said make it run

Well, I aint got no money

But I got me a gun



I said you robbed me before

So Im robbing you back

And if it dont put you straight

Itll put you on the right track

Well, I aint no devil and I aint no saint

But I can tell a dealer by the colour of his paint



Chorus



If you want good eggs

You gotta feed that hen

And if you wanna hear some more

Well, Ill sing it again