Testo White Chrysanthemum - Van Dyke Parks
Testo della canzone White Chrysanthemum (Van Dyke Parks), tratta dall'album Tokyo Rose
Somewhat overwhelmed by the enormous dimension of her lovely breasts
The rector turns his face from Mother Nature back to God
Therefore in the shadow of the valley we are truly, truly blessed
We now return our brother to the sod
Poor old Ned
In milk the mind six days a week
Yes, poor old Ned
Words come to mind, you start to speak
And when it's said
The rain starts falling, you recall
How poor old Ned is surely dead
Then they brought him home to that
Old bosque dell he knew so very well
And laid him down for succor simply in a box of Southern pine
This was past the oxbow of the river where we used to fish a spell
And wish that rising sun would ever shine
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
Old Ned was a veteran and better and at best in '41
When blue Hawaii glistened like a diamond lights the sun
That said, when the Nissan plant was built down by the run
He knew his life had only just begun
Poor old Ned
A child pulls on a tattered sleeve
Yes, poor old Ned
And piled back in they start to leave
And poor old Ned
We'll bring him to that night one white chrysanthemum
His kingdom come
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
And sing cryin' time
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Writer(s): Van Dyke Parks
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