The White Stripes - Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — The White Stripes - Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn текст песни

Исполнитель: The White Stripes

альбом: Icky Thump

Singing, li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Well, the hills are pretty and rollin'
But the thorn is sharp and swollen
And the man plays a beautiful whistle
But he wears a prickly thistle
Singing, li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
The silver birches pierce through an icy fog
Which covers the ground most daily
And the angels which carry St. Andrew high
Are singing a tune most gaily
Singing, li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
One sound can hold back a thousand hands
When the pipe blows a tune forlorn
And the thistle is a prickly flower, aye
But how it is sweetly worn
Singing, li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh
Li-de-li-de-li, oh, oh
Well, a-li-de-li-de-li, oh

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