Текст песни Cold Feet - a4

There was a little boy once upon a time
Who in spite of his young age
And small size knew his mind
For every copper penny
And clover he would find
Make a wish for better days
The end of hard times
For no more cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
His clothes were always clean
His face was always scrubbed
There was food on the table
Enough to fill him up
His house was full of life
His house was full of love
But when winter days arrived
There was never money enough
To shod his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He grew up to be a worker
Determined to succeed
He made a life for himself
Free from worldly wants or needs
But with nobody to share
The life he'd made
Nobody to keep him warm
At night when he'd go to sleep
He'd sleep alone with his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
One night he walked the streets looking to the heaven's above
Searching for a shooting star
A benevolent God
When a woman passing by
Brushed his arm
He turned and found love
He then wished for the courage
To ask this stranger
Who she was to not have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
One year later he stood beside her
He vowed I'll give you everything
You want
She said I'll take some love
From my heart to keep your body warm
You won't have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He thought she'd like the party life
And want the finer things
So he promised more than he could
He promised her the sun and moon to not have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He worked day and night
His fingers to the bone
His worried mind guilty conscience drive him on
He can't give her what she needs
He wants to give her
What he thinks she wants
Her sad-eyed face, his empty pockets drive him on and his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He'd struggled all his life
To be an honest man
Proud that the dirt on his palms
Was the soil of the land
But some guys he knew
From high school days
Said they had a plan
To get rich real quick
And they could count him in
If he don't have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He thought about their offer
Accepted it without qualms
Dreamt about the life he'd buy
The comfort that would come
Without cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He decided to drive the car
He decided to carry the gun
To take the biggest risk of all
To prove his loyalty to his friends
He decided to tell his wife
Things would soon turn around
He said the little boy is dead
A man stands with you now
Without cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
Without cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He thought he'd set his clock right
He though he'd read his watch
He left in such a hurry he didn't think
To wish for luck
Makes no difference if you're early
No difference if you're late
When you're out of time
The flowers have been laid
You're six feet underground
With cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet