Testo Tangletown - Ian Moss
Testo della canzone Tangletown (Ian Moss), tratta dall'album Matchbook
Tangletown
Tangletown
Tangletown, yeah yeah
Tangletown
Hey sister, when you see
The city life, on the colour TV
The temptation is known to us all
Hey little sister, don't you fall
In Tangletown, yeah
Hey brother, stay on the farm
Our daddy needs your strong right arm
There's no land of milk and honey
There's no jobs and there ain't no money
In Tangletown
Ain't no money in Tangletown
Lebanese food, ligar soul
Black American rock 'n' roll
Swimming in the sun, the papaya lies
The money, the guns, the fish and flies
In the petrol fumes, the little girls
Wrat and bleed for a priest or a white man
You know a cane knife is the sweetest blade
In a cane cutter's hand that God ever made
And out in the fields of Negros or Tenero
The young man howls at the king of the jungle
Oh yeah
Oh my lover, stay with me
I am poor, I'll never be free
And I'm afraid the Americans will buy
Your beautiful body with your Colorado dollar
If you leave me for Tangletown
In the petrol fumes, the little girls
Wrat and bleed for a priest or a white man
Tangletown, ooh
Don't you leave me for Tangletown, no
Tangletown, don't you leave me baby
No money in Tangletown, yeah
Don't you leave me for Tangletown, oh no
Tangletown, ooh
Don't you leave me for Tangletown, woah
Tangletown, ooh
Don't you leave me for Tangletown
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Writer(s): Don Walker
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