Текст песни Poison - Bert Jansch
I
once
thought
I
did
know
all
about
it
Since
the
rain
falls,
the
wind
blows
and
the
sun
shines
Don't
you
know
that
your
creator
is
a'running
out
of
ideas?
I
know
that
I
might
die
from
poison
Invisible
hanging
there
in
the
sunlight
And
don't
you
know
that
your
creator
is
a'running
out
of
ideas?
If
I
was
you
I'd
be
friendly
to
your
neighbour
Be
glad
that
he
don't
want
to
be
your
enemy
For
don't
you
know
that
your
creator
is
a'running
out
of
ideas?
1 Ring-A-Ding Bird
2 One For Jo
3 Poison
4 The Old Routine
5 Needle of Death
6 Oh My Father
7 Running, Running From Home
8 Afterwards
9 Can't Hide Love
10 Moonshine
11 A Woman Like You
12 A Windy Day
13 As the Day Grows Longer Now
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