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Nat Stuckey - Son Of A Bum

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Well I was born in a tumbled down shack one quarter of a mile from a railroad track
Mama was a drifter and daddy was a bum and they didn't want a little hobo son
But things do happen and here I am just outside of Birmingham
Train's slowin' down and I'm gonna jump up
I'm gonna spread my wings and look all about
Give me the whip of the whippoorwill a whippin' it up on the lonely hill
Give me the sun the stars and the rain sleeky peeky wine in the blood of my veins
Cause I'm a son of a bum I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum son of a bum bum bum
Free as the breeze and I'm easy to please
 
Well fussin' and a fightin' and a goin' to war people don't know what's livin' for
Money money money that's all folks know they could learn a lesson from a rich hobo
I got no worries and no regrets I got no money but I got no debts
Rabbit in the picket and fish in the brook and I've got my supper if I got me a hook
Give me the whip...
I'm a son of a bum son and I'm easy to please
 
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Ну, я родился в полуразрушенной хижине в четверти мили от железнодорожных путей
Мама была бродягой, а папа был бездельником, и им не нужен был маленький сын-бродяга
Но всякое случается и вот я недалеко от Бирмингема
Поезд замедляет ход, и я собираюсь подпрыгнуть
Я расправлю крылья и осмотрюсь вокруг
Дайте мне кнут козодоя, он его порет на одиноком холме
Дайте мне солнце, звезды и дождь, гладкое, пронзительное вино в крови моих вен
Потому что я сын бездельника, я сын бездельника
Я Я бездельник, сын бездельника, задница, задница
Свободен, как ветер, и мне легко угодить
 
Ну, суетятся, ссорятся и идут на войну, люди не делают этого. знаю, ради чего живу
Деньги, деньги, деньги, вот и все люди знают, что они могут поучиться у богатого бродяги
Я не беспокоюсь и не сожалею. У меня нет денег, но у меня нет долгов
Кролик в пикете и рыба в ручье, и я поужинаю, если достану крючок
Дайте мне кнут...
Я бездельник, и мне легко угодить
 
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