الكلمات الأصلية
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A good boy a long ago
Nothing to wear to go to school
Couldn't afford the uniform
So he decides to play the blues
All those years in the countryside
Grabbed his stuff and moved away
Not ashamed to testify
Birds flying away
Spent some years in the church
But the man can't see no God
Lost the hope, hid the dirt
Bark bite and like a dog
Go home, and take your wine
Go home, and take your pills
Get drunk and choose your crime
Within the dealer that disappears
