Well I was riding to the city and my horse broke down, do-dah, do-dah Blacksmith lived on the other side of town Oh do-dah day Well I'm gwan to run
Met the ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes "Rooms were made for carpets, towers made for spires
Переклад: Роджер Міллер. Стівен Фостер.
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