Текст песни Grapes On The Vine

(Steve Gillette - Charles J. Quatro)

There are songs that birds don't sing to people
There are secrets that keep right through to the end
There are heroes who hide until forever
And I'm singing this song for one of them.

He's the man that you passed on the road there
The one with his life on the loose
Going either somewhere or nowhere
Going without me without you.

For he is this world's constant orphan
Traveling out his lone time
Living on apples from orchards
Dying from grapes on the vine.

You can find him in big city winters
Down where the mission bell cries
And sorrow echoes through summer
As he tries to close all his eyes.Waylon Jennings - Grapes On The Vine - http://ru.motolyrics.com/waylon-jennings/grapes-on-the-vine-lyrics.html

You can find him in Pittsburgh at Christmas
You can find him in Buffalo in June
And he knows all the backroads between them
Like the Gypsy knows the moon.

--- Instrumental ---

And it's Route 22 all over again
Stick your thumb out and try to look like somebody's friend
Look strong at the man gentle at the girl
And puzzled at the rest of the world.

Yeah, he is this world's constant orphan
Traveling out his lone time
Living on apples from orchards
Dying from grapes on the vine.

Living on apples from orchards
Dying from grapes on the vine...