Текст песни I Came to Somerset - Kevin Johnson
                                                Summer 
                                                headed 
                                                south 
                                                in 
                                                '64
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                found 
                                                me 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                beat 
                                                up 
                                                car
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                sole 
                                                possessions 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                nothing 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                Than 
                                                my 
                                                travelling 
                                                bags
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                an 
                                                old 
                                                guitar
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wine 
                                                and 
                                                pretty 
                                                women 
                                                were 
                                                the 
                                                life 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                devil 
                                                rode 
                                                along 
                                                for 
                                                my 
                                                company
 
                                    
                                
                                                Singing 
                                                and 
                                                picking 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                the 
                                                rounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                score 
                                                of 
                                                southern 
                                                country 
                                                towns
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset 
                                                when 
                                                summer's 
                                                leaves 
                                                were 
                                                turning 
                                                yellow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                summer's 
                                                songs 
                                                had 
                                                all 
                                                been 
                                                sung
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                fellows 
                                                such 
                                                as 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset 
                                                to 
                                                sow 
                                                the 
                                                seeds 
                                                of 
                                                wild 
                                                abandon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                people 
                                                there 
                                                came 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                stand 
                                                and 
                                                watch 
                                                me 
                                                passing 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                chill 
                                                of 
                                                that 
                                                early 
                                                autumn
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                breathless 
                                                still 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                afternoon
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                felt 
                                                    a 
                                                sudden 
                                                strange 
                                                contentment
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lying 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                Matilda's 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                Matilda's 
                                                arms 
                                                were 
                                                warm 
                                                and 
                                                willing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Matilda's 
                                                arms 
                                                were 
                                                mind 
                                                to 
                                                share
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                seems 
                                                they 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                need 
                                                within 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                ever 
                                                knew 
                                                was 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                summer's 
                                                leaves 
                                                were 
                                                turning 
                                                yellow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                summer's 
                                                songs 
                                                were 
                                                reckless 
                                                songs
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                fellows 
                                                such 
                                                as 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset 
                                                to 
                                                sow 
                                                the 
                                                seeds 
                                                of 
                                                wild 
                                                abandon
 
                                    
                                
                                                People 
                                                there 
                                                seemed 
                                                to 
                                                understand
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                watched 
                                                me 
                                                passing 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                people 
                                                say 
                                                they're 
                                                like 
                                                their 
                                                mother
 
                                    
                                
                                                Other 
                                                people 
                                                say 
                                                they've 
                                                got 
                                                my 
                                                ways
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                seems 
                                                kinda 
                                                quiet 
                                                around 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Since 
                                                they 
                                                started 
                                                school
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                other 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset 
                                                when 
                                                summer's 
                                                leaves 
                                                were 
                                                turning 
                                                yellow
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                summer's 
                                                songs 
                                                had 
                                                all 
                                                been 
                                                sung
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                fellows 
                                                such 
                                                as 
                                                I
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                Somerset 
                                                to 
                                                sow 
                                                the 
                                                seeds 
                                                of
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wild 
                                                abandon 
                                                People 
                                                there 
                                                come 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                stand
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                watch 
                                                us 
                                                passing 
                                                by
 
                                    
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