Текст песни Fuller Brush Man - James McMurtry
When
I
was
maybe
three
or
four
The
Fuller
Brush
man
would
knock
at
the
door
He'd
always
tell
me,
"Boy,
you're
gonna
miss
the
fun!
Time
you're
old
enough
the
honky-tonks'll
all
be
gone."
Momma
had
no
sense
with
cars
She
drove
a
Sunbeam
and
she
drove
it
hard
Left
her
stranded
time
and
again
Didn't
matter,
you
could
do
that
then
And
they
danced
on
the
rooftops
Let
their
hearts
run
wild
Such
a
sight
to
the
eyes
of
a
child
We
were
used
to
all
the
best
The
man
from
U.N.C.L.E.
and
the
Wild,
Wild
West
We
ruled
the
skies
from
a
backyard
swing
Nothing
that
flies
could've
stopped
that
thing
While
they
danced
on
the
rooftops
Let
their
hearts
run
wild
Such
a
sight
to
the
eyes
of
a
child
Blood-stained
blacktops
twist
up
between
the
wheels
Before
we
knew
it
it
was
all
too
real
The
voice
of
reason
confined
to
the
past
And
all
that
mattered
was
to
get
there
fast
So
we
could
dance
on
the
rooftops
Let
our
hearts
run
wild
(hearts
run
wild)
Should
it
all
come
down
to
your
last
thin
dime
You
can
dial
that
number
one
more
time
But
the
phone
won't
ring
'cause
the
line's
gone
dead
It's
lost
in
history
Like
I
said,
it's
gone
So
now
we
give
it
all
we
got
Pick
em
up
at
daycare
in
a
state
of
shock
Frayed
at
the
edges
and
torn
at
the
seams
It
rarely
happens
in
our
wildest
dreams
That
we
dance
on
the
rooftops,
let
our
hearts
run
wild
And
it
ain't
for
the
sake
of
the
child
You
don't
too
often
see
a
sunbeam
anymore
You
never
see
a
Fuller
Brush
man
or
a
dinosaur
The
voice
of
reason
rules
with
an
iron
fist
Please
forgive
me
if
I'm
not
prepared
to
handle
this
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