Текст песни Huck's Tune

Well, I wandered alone through a desert of stone

And I dreamt of my future wife

My sword's in my hand and I'm next in command

In this version of death called life

My plate and my cup are right straight up

I took a rose from the hand of a child

When I kiss your lips, the honey drips

I'm gonna have to put you down for a while

Everyday we meet on any old street

And you're in your girlish prime

The short and the tall are coming to the ball

I go there all the time

Behind every tree, there's something to see

The river is wider than a mile

I tried you twice, you can't be nice

I'm gonna have to put you down for a while

Here come the nurse with money in her purse

Here come the ladies and men

You push it all in and you've no chance to win

You play 'em on down to the end

I'm laying in the sand, getting a sunshine tan
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Moving along, riding in style

From my toes to my head you knock me dead

I'm gonna have to put you down for a while

I count the years and I shed no tears

I'm blinded to what might have been

Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice

Play me the wild song of the wind

I found hopeless love in the room above

When the sun and the weather were mild

You're as fine as wine, I ain't handing you no line

I'm gonna have to put you down for a while

All the merry little elves can go hang themselves

My faith is as cold as can be

I'm stacked high to the roof and I'm not without proof

If you don't believe me, come see

You think I'm blue, I think so too

In my words you'll find no guile

The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold

And I'm gonna have to put you down for a while

The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold

I'm gonna have to put you down for a while