Текст песни 44 Stories - Rosanne Cash
Baptize
her
with
bitter
tears
till
she
knows
your
pain
is
real.
Next
time
you
see
her
on
her
knees,
don't
try
to
make
a
deal.
Don't
stare
her
into
silence,
with
frozen
point
of
view.
'Cause
she's
got
44
stories:
she
wants
to
tell
them
all
to
you.
Welcome
her
to
all
your
fears
and
trust
that
she
will
cope.
Give
her
one
day
of
satisfaction
for
a
thousand
years
of
hope.
Don't
turn
to
dry
your
eyes,
and
lose
your
chance
to
look.
'Cause
she's
got
44
stories:
she
wants
to
write
them
in
a
book.
Instrumental
break.
Wait
until
your
mem'ry
clears,
then
welcome
her
to
Rome.
The
desert
of
your
misspent
years
that
led
you
to
her
home.
Don't
hold
her
up
to
sunlight,
she'll
melt
into
the
blue.
Don't
make
her
shout
through
static
if
you
want
hear
the
truth,
'Cause
she's
got
44
stories;
She's
got
44
stories;
She's
got
44
stories:
she
wants
to
tell
them
all
to
you.
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