Текст песни 40 Years

I was born in the jungle
With the sickening smell of cinnamon in the air
I was born in a white hole and
I can't believe the colors here today
Stalk on a circle
Well, I've never been blessed with an elephant memory
I'm riding a red line nowhere.

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years, I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need, sir
If it takes 40 years, I'll walk the thunder and the rain.

I was born in a good home
Where the rising cost of raising children
Was not a factor
And you can't believe the things it does to me
I'm filled with the white noise
Well, I never did much of anything anyway
Jump on a big train nowhere.

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years, I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need, sir
If it takes 40 years, I'll walk the thunder and the rain.
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I wanna buy me a good heart
And a conscience
And maybe raise some children
I wanna get me a good wife
And a garden, garden, garden, garden
And I'll start me a new life with a six foot color television
I'll start me a new life somewhere.

Well, I was born on a warm night
On the right coast, southeastern America
Dead on arrival, but you can't believe the things you hear
And I'll fly me a white plane over water
Over blue and green and
Land in the ocean somewhere.

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years, I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need, sir
If it takes 40 years, well, I'll walk that thunder
Yeah, yeah, and I'll walk that rain, yeah
I'll walk that rain
Come on now
Now give me the thunder, give me that thunder
Give me the rain, yeah
I'll walk that rain
I'll walk the thunder and the rain.