Across The Great Divide — текст песни (Band, The)

Standin` by your window in pain
A pistol in your hand
And I beg you, dear Molly, girl,
Try and understand your man the best you can
Across The Great Divide
Just grab your hat, and take that ride
Get yourself a bride
And bring your children down to the river side

I had a goal in my younger days, I nearly wrote my will
But I changed my mind for the better
I`m at the still, had my fill and I`m fit to kill
Pinball machine, and a queen, I nearly took a bust

Tried to keep my hands to myself
Ya say it`s a must, but who can ya trust?
Harvest moon shinin` down from the sky
Aweary sign for all
I`m gonna leave this one horse town
Had t` stall till the fall, now I`m gonna crawl

Now Molly dear, don`t ya shed a tear
Your time will surely come
You`ll feed your man
Chicken ev`ry Sunday, now tell me, hun
What-cha done with the gun
Across The Great Divide
Just grab your hat, and take that ride
Get yourself a bride
And bring your children down to the river side