paroles de chanson Vince - Bobby Bare

Vincent wrapped a mile a minute, grabbed his cigarette and bent it
Lit a stick of gum and stuck a book of matches in his mouth
Drunk his sugar with some coffee in it, broke out in a sweat
And swore he'd get it all together, then he'd let it all hang out

And that great speckled bird sang her song in his ear
Whispering words of magic that only he could hear
Even flying up there with her for Lord knows how long
And that great speckled bird sang her song

Vincent rearranged the ratio of days and nights and strung them out
So he could sleep for one and run around for three or four
With him roaring through the seasons for some hard to pinpoint reasons
Every time I looked to see him speeding faster than before

Vincent banged his knee against the table
Cackled at the waitress
Ran a shaking hand through graying hair
And motioned her his way
With a grinding of his dentures
And a wink among the wrinkles round his eyes
He cried let's celebrate
I'm 29 today

And that great speckled bird sang her song in his ear
Whispering words of magic that only Vince could hear
Even flying up there with her for Lord knows how long
And that great speckled bird sang her song

What a beautiful thought, I'm a thinking
Concerning a great speckled
Lord ain't that pretty, tell me something

Ah, kick it in again
There goes another