Текст песни Spoon River - Steve Goodman
All
of
the
river
boat
gamblers
are
losing
their
shirts
And
all
of
the
brave
union
soldier
boys
sleep
in
the
dirt
But
you
know
and
I
know,
there
never
was
reason
to
hurt
All
of
our
lives
were
entwined
to
begin
with,
Here
in
spoon
river.
All
of
the
calico
dresses,
the
gingham
and
lace,
Are
up
in
the
attic
with
Grandfather's
derringer
case,
There's
words
whispered
down
in
the
hallway,
a
shadowy
face,
The
morning
is
heavy
with
one
more
beginning,
Here
in
spoon
river.
Come
to
the
dance,
Mary
Perkins,
I
like
you
right
well,
The
union's
preserved,
if
you
listen
you'll
hear
all
the
bells,
There
must
be
a
heaven,
the
Lord
knows
that
I've
seen
mostly
hell,
My
rig
is
outside,
come
and
ride
through
the
morning,
Here
in
spoon
river.
All
of
the
river
boat
gamblers
are
losing
their
shirts
And
all
of
the
brave
union
soldier
boys
sleep
in
the
dirt
But
you
know
and
I
know,
there
never
was
reason
to
hurt
All
of
our
lives
were
entwined
to
begin
with,
Here
in
spoon
river.
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