Paroles de la chanson One More American Song par Robert Burke
Auteurs: Robert Burke,Simone Felice
Compositeurs: Robert Burke,Simone Felice
Editeurs: Universal Music Publishing
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Paroles de la chanson One More American Song par Robert Burke
If I had a cinder block
For every lie I told,
I could have built us a house, fine as any city block,
To keep us out of the cold
Cause the winter's long,
And longer in this shitty town,
With a gas can rusting down the street
And the cherry trees,
And every boom-box playing loud
We'd sing along,
We'd sing till dawn,
It's just one more American Song
John was a quiet boy in school,
Johnny had the fiery red hair,
Well he went in the army like a lot of them do,
For every lie I told,
I could have built us a house, fine as any city block,
To keep us out of the cold
Cause the winter's long,
And longer in this shitty town,
With a gas can rusting down the street
And the cherry trees,
And every boom-box playing loud
We'd sing along,
We'd sing till dawn,
It's just one more American Song
John was a quiet boy in school,
Johnny had the fiery red hair,
Well he went in the army like a lot of them do,
And he got fucked up over there
And if you see him now
He push a shopping cart in the parking lot
And if you call him he don't hear a thing
Call him john the priest,
John the king of bottle tops
Priest or pawn,
His war's still on,
It's just one more American song
There's a place I heard about once,
A place called Union Street
A place on high,
A place where we could all be one,
And it sounded pretty good to me
But ain't no gasoline gonna take us back that way again
When the years have rusted out our fenders
When our jeans were torn
And if you see him now
He push a shopping cart in the parking lot
And if you call him he don't hear a thing
Call him john the priest,
John the king of bottle tops
Priest or pawn,
His war's still on,
It's just one more American song
There's a place I heard about once,
A place called Union Street
A place on high,
A place where we could all be one,
And it sounded pretty good to me
But ain't no gasoline gonna take us back that way again
When the years have rusted out our fenders
When our jeans were torn
And we were all the best of friends
And the music sewed us together
I can hear that band,
They're near at hand,
And I really hope it's not the wind again
Don't be long boys,
Cause something's gone,
Just one more American song
Don't be long boys, I'm hanging on
For just one more American song
It's been too long boys, something's gone,
One more American song
And the music sewed us together
I can hear that band,
They're near at hand,
And I really hope it's not the wind again
Don't be long boys,
Cause something's gone,
Just one more American song
Don't be long boys, I'm hanging on
For just one more American song
It's been too long boys, something's gone,
One more American song
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