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Текст: John Mellencamp. Life, Death, Love And Freedom. Troubled Land.


(John Mellencamp)

Well there's a pain in my side
But I keep traveling on
Bring peace to this troubled land
It's dark out here
I can't read those signs
Bring peace to the troubled land
Hurricane on the horizon
Judgment getting closer all the time
I can't find tomorrow
Bring peace to this troubled land

Well there's two men a walking
Down the same dirty road
Bring peace to this troubled land
They stand shoulder to shoulder
Carrying the same heavy load
Bring peace to this troubled land
One man's eyes are full of sorrow
The other man's belly full of unbearable pain
They keep getting closer
Bring peace to this troubled land

I've got many screaming children
Ten million rows to hoe
Bring peace to this troubled land
Deader than an hammer
But I can't let go
Bring peace to this troubled land
The eyes of heaven are upon you
But so is the soul from down below
They'll cut off your fingers
To bring peace to this troubled land

Well you can stand up and holler
You can lay down and die
Bring peace to this troubled land
We can turn up our collars
And never even try
To bring peace to this troubled land
Beware of those who want to harm you
And drag you down to a lower game
Just know the truth is coming
To bring peace to this troubled land

I got a pain in my side
But I keep traveling on