Текст песни Paint A Lady - Susan Christie
Night
has
fallen
quickly
on
the
carnival
in
town
The
cotton
candy
maker
is
the
last
to
leave
the
ground
Shuts
his
tiny
wagon
and
goes
to
a
room
somewhere
His
life's
like
cotton
candy,
an
illusion
not
much
there
Another
man
is
working
in
a
park
across
the
town
With
pointed
stick
he
picks
up
paper
scattered
on
the
ground
Slowly
does
he
walk
and
vent,
his
feet
they
are
so
sore
There's
no
one
to
complain
to,
though
he's
tried
at
times
before
Tick
tock
Time
comes
and
then
it's
gone
Tick
tock
In
the
end
it's
faced
alone
Paint
a
lady
dressed
up
in
the
finest
sequin
gown
Colour
her
your
favourite
shade
of
yellow,
pink
and
brown
Paint
a
lady,
give
her
strands
of
tinsel
all
her
own
Then
you
will
not
have
to
go
on
living
life
alone
Still
another
standing
on
the
corner
of
the
street
People
glance
but
hurry
by,
for
fear
their
eyes
might
meet
He
sells
his
red
balloon
so
he'll
sleep
in
a
bed
at
night
He'll
chance
he'll
have
one
for
there's
no
parade
in
sight
Tick
tock
Time
comes
and
then
it's
gone
Tick
tock
In
the
end
it's
faced
alone
Paint
a
lady
dressed
up
in
the
finest
sequin
gown
Colour
her
your
favourite
shade
of
yellow,
pink
and
brown
Paint
a
lady,
give
her
strands
of
tinsel
all
her
own
Then
you
will
not
have
to
go
on
living
life
alone
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