Paroles:
Connells The Fun Games

Oh, you never learned the "whens" and "wheres" and "whys" And I still believe that you were dying to be everything To everyone and for all time Ah

Hey there Sal, you sure are crazy And boy you love to have a ball Must be great with all the ladies Watch it Sal, don't you fall. Chorus: You can

There isn't room in the Inn The keeper wouldn't be my friend I could tell in his eye He'd never change his mind So, I'm left to walk in the cold

All alone, you sit by the hour You're waiting for the sun to rise In the night you sit by the fire You're waiting for the will to fight Chorus:

Well the steel in his strings Cuts into his fingers And the lines that are left He knows so well And the words that he screams Sift through the

Sing to me sweetley as I turn sour Lay me down, remembering That the wind and the rain Played a part in that dreadful hour And so as I pass, I too

Traduction: Le Conells. Fun \u0026amp; Games.