Текст песни
I’ve got dust on my shoulders; I’ve got dust on my shoes.
I’ve got dust in my eyes and my ears.
I’ve been digging fruitless soil for forty nights.
I can feel the horizon getting near.
A black Cadillac goes creeping slowly through the darkened alleyway.
A bony raven sittin’ on a tombstone; How was your Holiday?
Hard times and amazing grace,
too much for me to take.
Hard times and amazing grace,
a penny or a soul will be saved.
All right!
Way back in Ancient history,
where the Cave King ruled the world,
a Wife gave birth to hairless twins
and fed them with water and words.
Hard times and amazing grace,
too much for a man to take.
Hard times and amazing grace,
a penny or a soul will be saved.
All right!
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