Testo Calvados - Peter Doherty
Testo della canzone Calvados (Peter Doherty), tratta dall'album Pot Of Gold
There's an old cart horse with a wiry mane
Pulls a cart along a country lane
Been rolling since before the break of day
Tending the orchard, stacking up the hay
The farmer sits holding the reins
Guiding the cart through Normandy lanes
Slow and steady is the way
The way it was, the way it is, and the way it will remain, and so
The apples will grow
The barrels will roll
Soon to become liquid gold
And the Calvados will flow
In the kitchen sits the farmer's wife
Picking her teeth with a pocket knife
Her soul a mess of blues and chicken wire
She brushes the dog, spits in the fire
Takes down the bottle, takes down the glass
And pours herself a tiny splash
The serum from the ancient sacred orchard's soil
Perfumed with the product of their blood, and sweat, and toil, and so
The apples will grow
The barrels will roll
Soon to become liquid gold
The Calvados will flow
And the apples still grow
And barrels will still roll
Soon to become liquid gold
And the Calvados will flow
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Writer(s): Peter Doherty
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