Текст песни Little Whiskey - Angus et Julia Stone
There's
nowhere
else
For
us
to
go
My
dear,
so,
won't
you
go?
Get
home
Pour
a
little
whiskey
before
I
head
home
Pour
a
little
whiskey
before
I
head
home
Poor,
poor,
lovesick
child
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly
and
your
heart
is
still
wild
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly
There's
a
ghost
in
my
garden
It's
telling
me
to
go
Find
my
way
back
To
where
my
love
is
gone
Pour
a
little
whiskey
before
I
head
home
Pour
a
little
whiskey
before
I
head
home
Poor,
poor,
lovesick
child
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly
and
your
heart
is
still
wild
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly
and
your
heart
is
still
wild
There's
still
fire
in
your
belly,
son
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