Testo I'd Rather Go Blind - Mary Coughlan
Testo della canzone I'd Rather Go Blind (Mary Coughlan), tratta dall'album Acoustic Covers
This old house is a-gettin' shaky
This old house is a-gettin' old
This old house lets in the rain
This old house lets in the cold
Oh, his knees are a-gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peekin' through
A broken window pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
He's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
This old house is afraid of thunder
This old house is afraid of storms
This old house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings its arms
This old house is a-gettin' feeble
This old house is a-needin' paint
Just like him, it's tuckered out
But he's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
He's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
These tears I cried for you would fill an ocean
But you don't care how many tears I've cried
And though you only lead me on and hurt me
I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye
'Cause everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no exceptions to the rule
Yes, everybody's somebody's fool
I told myself it's best that I forget you
Though I'm a fool, at least I know the score
Yes, darlin', I'd be twice as blue without you
It hurts, but I keep comin' back for more
'Cause everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no exceptions to the rule
Yes, everybody's somebody's fool
Tra-la-la, twiddle-dee-dee, it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin' to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddle-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird Hill
When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill
Then my heart fills with laughter when I hear the trill
Of the birds in the treetops on Mockingbird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddle-dee-dee, it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin' to the mockingbird's trill
Tra-la-la, twiddle-dee-dee, there's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockingbird Hill
Tra-la-la, twiddle-dee-dee, it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the mornin' to the mockingbird's trill
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Writer(s): Billy Foster, Ellington Jones
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