Текст песни The Ballad of Mary Foster - Al Stewart
                                                David 
                                                Foster 
                                                lives 
                                                in 
                                                Gloucester 
                                                with 
                                                his 
                                                family
 
                                    
                                
                                                Works 
                                                'til 
                                                pay-time, 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                day-time, 
                                                then 
                                                comes 
                                                home 
                                                for 
                                                tea
 
                                    
                                
                                                Steak 
                                                and 
                                                kidney, 
                                                then 
                                                with 
                                                Sydney 
                                                to 
                                                his 
                                                club 
                                                and 
                                                feels 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                close 
                                                the 
                                                bar, 
                                                he 
                                                finds 
                                                his 
                                                car 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                goes 
                                                home 
                                                to 
                                                sleep
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                wife 
                                                has 
                                                been 
                                                with 
                                                Rosie, 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                parlour 
                                                where 
                                                it's 
                                                cosy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                telly, 
                                                doing 
                                                dishes, 
                                                patching 
                                                pants 
                                                and 
                                                making 
                                                wishes
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he'll 
                                                say 
                                                "Bill 
                                                should 
                                                have 
                                                wired"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                "Not 
                                                tonight 
                                                dear, 
                                                I'm 
                                                too 
                                                tired"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                life 
                                                drifts 
                                                slowly 
                                                by 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                provinces
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peter 
                                                Foster 
                                                goes 
                                                to 
                                                Gloucester 
                                                for 
                                                his 
                                                first 
                                                school 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bites 
                                                his 
                                                teacher, 
                                                sees 
                                                    a 
                                                preacher 
                                                and 
                                                is 
                                                taught 
                                                to 
                                                pray
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sees 
                                                some 
                                                birds 
                                                and 
                                                learns 
                                                some 
                                                words 
                                                it's 
                                                very, 
                                                very 
                                                rude 
                                                to 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                he's 
                                                rather 
                                                like 
                                                his 
                                                father 
                                                was 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                young 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                father 
                                                has 
                                                discussions, 
                                                holding 
                                                forth 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                Russians
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Will 
                                                the 
                                                Red 
                                                Chinese 
                                                attack 
                                                us?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Do 
                                                we 
                                                need 
                                                the 
                                                Yanks 
                                                to 
                                                back 
                                                us?
 
                                    
                                
                                                "And 
                                                in 
                                                bed 
                                                she 
                                                feels 
                                                his 
                                                shoulder, 
                                                but 
                                                he 
                                                grunts 
                                                and 
                                                just 
                                                turns 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                life 
                                                drifts 
                                                slowly 
                                                by 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                provinces
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wedding 
                                                rings 
                                                come 
                                                with 
                                                strings 
                                                but 
                                                love 
                                                depends 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                little 
                                                things
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Oh 
                                                could 
                                                that 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                really 
                                                you?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Is 
                                                there 
                                                anything 
                                                time 
                                                can't 
                                                do?
 
                                    
                                
                                                David 
                                                Foster's 
                                                been 
                                                promoted, 
                                                he's 
                                                    a 
                                                decent 
                                                sort
 
                                    
                                
                                                Peter's 
                                                gone 
                                                to 
                                                Dad's 
                                                old 
                                                Public 
                                                School, 
                                                it's 
                                                good 
                                                for 
                                                sport
 
                                    
                                
                                                They've 
                                                even 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                private 
                                                parking 
                                                place 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                Huntingdon 
                                                Court
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                soon 
                                                he'll 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                magistrate, 
                                                the 
                                                neighbours 
                                                thought
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                he'll 
                                                teach 
                                                the 
                                                beatniks
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                hang-around-the-streetnicks
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                good-for-nothing 
                                                loafers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                knock 
                                                girls 
                                                up 
                                                on 
                                                their 
                                                sofas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                wife 
                                                is 
                                                quite 
                                                nice, 
                                                really
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                she 
                                                seems 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                dreamy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Recently...
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                born 
                                                and 
                                                brought 
                                                up 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                east 
                                                side 
                                                of 
                                                town
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                my 
                                                earliest 
                                                days 
                                                they 
                                                passed 
                                                quickly
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                play 
                                                after 
                                                school 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                kids 
                                                all 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                dust 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                streets
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                all 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                girlhood 
                                                the 
                                                war 
                                                had 
                                                its 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                my 
                                                daddy 
                                                he 
                                                would 
                                                always 
                                                be 
                                                leaving
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                my 
                                                brother 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                we 
                                                would 
                                                sit 
                                                by 
                                                her 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                Telling 
                                                our 
                                                tales 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                evening
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                    I 
                                                grew 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                boys 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                shed 
                                                    I 
                                                learned 
                                                about 
                                                kissing
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                think 
                                                my 
                                                mother 
                                                has 
                                                noticed 
                                                at 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                we've 
                                                heard 
                                                that 
                                                my 
                                                daddy 
                                                is 
                                                missing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                my 
                                                school 
                                                days 
                                                they 
                                                were 
                                                over 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                went 
                                                off 
                                                to 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                my 
                                                mother 
                                                grew 
                                                quieter 
                                                and 
                                                greyer
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                one 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                left 
                                                her 
                                                and 
                                                went 
                                                off 
                                                to 
                                                live
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                Billy, 
                                                    a 
                                                saxophone 
                                                player
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                our 
                                                broken 
                                                down 
                                                attic 
                                                we 
                                                laughed 
                                                and 
                                                made 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                had 
                                                we 
                                                were 
                                                sharing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                we 
                                                slept 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                and 
                                                played 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                God, 
                                                we 
                                                did 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                pleased 
                                                without 
                                                caring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                but 
                                                    a 
                                                year's 
                                                passed 
                                                away 
                                                and 
                                                he's 
                                                left 
                                                me 
                                                one 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                play 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                far 
                                                away 
                                                country
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                told 
                                                my 
                                                eyes 
                                                "You've 
                                                got 
                                                no 
                                                place 
                                                to 
                                                hide"
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                waited 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                having 
                                                his 
                                                baby
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                    I 
                                                lived 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                park 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                men 
                                                passed 
                                                and 
                                                stared
 
                                    
                                
                                                Each 
                                                wondering 
                                                which 
                                                one 
                                                had 
                                                lost 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                one 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                ask 
                                                could 
                                                he 
                                                buy 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                meal
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                said 
                                                he 
                                                was 
                                                called 
                                                David 
                                                Foster
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                were 
                                                married 
                                                that 
                                                month 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                swore 
                                                to 
                                                myself
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somehow 
                                                I'd 
                                                pay 
                                                back 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                owed 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cooking 
                                                his 
                                                supper 
                                                and 
                                                cleaning 
                                                his 
                                                boots
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                and 
                                                kidding 
                                                myself 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                love 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                but 
                                                now 
                                                my 
                                                baby 
                                                is 
                                                grown 
                                                and 
                                                he's 
                                                gone 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                school
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                looks 
                                                very 
                                                much 
                                                like 
                                                his 
                                                daddy
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                David 
                                                has 
                                                buried 
                                                himself 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                hands, 
                                                it 
                                                hangs 
                                                heavy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                the 
                                                neighbours 
                                                they 
                                                smile 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                pass 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                streets
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                make 
                                                their 
                                                remarks 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                weather
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                butcher 
                                                and 
                                                baker 
                                                deliver 
                                                things 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I've 
                                                stopped 
                                                going 
                                                out 
                                                altogether
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                    I 
                                                live 
                                                by 
                                                my 
                                                mirror 
                                                and 
                                                stare 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trying 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                out 
                                                who 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                looking 
                                                at 
                                                    a 
                                                woman 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                recognize
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                think 
                                                she 
                                                knows 
                                                me 
                                                either
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                are 
                                                lines 
                                                on 
                                                her 
                                                face 
                                                and 
                                                her 
                                                hair 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                mess
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                in 
                                                her 
                                                eyes 
                                                it 
                                                grows 
                                                colder
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                morning 
                                                there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                will 
                                                change, 
                                                ah 
                                                but 
                                                yes
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                bit 
                                                older
 
                                    
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