Paroles de la chanson Abigail par Paolo Nutini
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Paroles de la chanson Abigail par Paolo Nutini
I don't have much luck these days
With far too much time
Lost a lot of my rhythm
In this bubble of mine
I would sure like to help you
I will give you my word
Then I'II fly away, brother
Float away like a bird
You don't get much dignity
You don't get much sense of pride
When your mind gets too narrow
And your nose gets too wide
I breathe and I'm tryin'
In my cauldron tonight
Though a part of me's dyin'
With far too much time
Lost a lot of my rhythm
In this bubble of mine
I would sure like to help you
I will give you my word
Then I'II fly away, brother
Float away like a bird
You don't get much dignity
You don't get much sense of pride
When your mind gets too narrow
And your nose gets too wide
I breathe and I'm tryin'
In my cauldron tonight
Though a part of me's dyin'
There's a part come alive
'Cause I had a dream last night
That you were beside me
Two kids in the garden
And your love behind me
Though today may taste bitter
Maybe tomorrow is gold
Lord, wanna get happy
Before I get old
So I took out some paper
And I dug out a pen
Poured myself out some water
And I rinsed out the gin
I spoke of my dream that night
In the greatest detail
Of my beautiful children
'Cause I had a dream last night
That you were beside me
Two kids in the garden
And your love behind me
Though today may taste bitter
Maybe tomorrow is gold
Lord, wanna get happy
Before I get old
So I took out some paper
And I dug out a pen
Poured myself out some water
And I rinsed out the gin
I spoke of my dream that night
In the greatest detail
Of my beautiful children
And my sweet Abigail
Ah, but before she can find me
Before I can let her in
Before no sweet happy endin'
Let the battle begin
Let the trumpets blow Valhalla
Let the soldier arise
Lord, let Abigail catch me
When I fall from the skies
'Cause I had a dream last night
That you were beside me
Two kids in the garden
And all this behind me
Though today may taste bitter
Maybe tomorrow is gold
Lord, I wanna get happy
Ah, but before she can find me
Before I can let her in
Before no sweet happy endin'
Let the battle begin
Let the trumpets blow Valhalla
Let the soldier arise
Lord, let Abigail catch me
When I fall from the skies
'Cause I had a dream last night
That you were beside me
Two kids in the garden
And all this behind me
Though today may taste bitter
Maybe tomorrow is gold
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
Lord, I wanna get happy
Before I get old
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