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Blitzen Trapper - Текст песни Black River Killer
It was just a little while past the Sunset Strip 
They found the girl's body in an open pit 
Her mouth was sewn shut, but her eyes were still wide 
Gazing through the fog to the other side 
They booked me on a whim and threw me deep in jail 
With no bail, sitting silent on a rusty pail 
Just gazing at the marks on the opposite wall 
Remembering the music of my lover's call 
So you make no mistake 
I know just what it takes 
To pull a man's soul back from heaven's gates 
I've been wandering in the dark about as long as sin 
But they say it's never too late to start again 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the spirit come a-callin' for my soul to send 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again? 
It was dark as the grave, it was just about three 
When the warden with his key came to set me free 
They gave me five dollars and a secondhand suit 
A pistol and a hat and a worn out flute 
So I took a bus down to the Rio Grande 
And I shot a man down on the edge of town 
Then I stole me a horse and I rode it around 
Til the sheriff pulled me in and sat me down Blitzen Trapper - Black River Killer - http://ru.motolyrics.com/blitzen-trapper/black-river-killer-lyrics.html
He said, you make no mistake 
I know just what it takes 
To pull a man's soul back from heaven's gates 
I've been wandering in the dark about as long as sin 
But they say it's never too late to start again 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the spirit come a-callin' for my soul to send 
Oh when, Oh when 
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again? 
Well the sheriff let me go with a knife and a song 
So I took the first train up to Oregon 
And I killed the first man that I came upon 
'Cause the devil works quick, you know it don't take long 
Then I went to the river for to take a swim 
You know that black river water is as black as sin 
And I washed myself clean as a newborn babe 
And then I picked up a rock for to sharpen my blade 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the spirit come a calling for my soul to send 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again? 
Oh when, oh when 
Will that black river water wash me clean again 
Oh when, oh when 
Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again?
















