Текст песни That Was the Year

That was the year he combed his hair
He did it himself I do declare
Wore it out in the open air
And smiled for all the ladies

Can't really say it was in style
Not by a mile, it was off the dial
He'd do it then every once in a while
There's a painting I can show ye

That was the year his hat was stole
Pilfered by an elfin troll
Knocked him on the head and his head was swoll
Early in the morning

Whe he woke he was alone
Money gone all on its own
His pillow was the smoothest stone
His bed it was primeval

Left to die on the forest floor
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Who was there in town to settle a score
A duel at twenty paces

Ed bound his wounds by a sylvan creek
Spoke of a very young Veronique
And other "true loves" so to speak
As the mob came within earshot

That was the year he washed his face
I recall the time and place
He'd just left an inner space
And was hoping for a landing

That was the year he scrubbed his ears
He'd never heard a voice so clear
'Til she whispered that word in his ear
That he has not forgotten

That was the year he combed his hair
I was a witness, I was there
The day was warm and the sky was fair
And her glance changed him forever