Слова:
Great Big Sea Heart Of Stone

would taste no bitter tears If the last thing I see is you Old heart of stone, help me forget it Old heart of stone, do you think she meant it Old heart of stone

would taste no bitter tears If the last thing I see is you Old heart of stone, help me forget it Old heart of stone, do you think she meant it Old heart of stone

what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing Everybody needs a start And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing Give my country back its heart

the curtain, don't drop, Keep the barstool King, High on his throne! 'Cause somewhere in the dark There's a well-broken heart, Who's willing to cast the first stone

Chorus The stone men on Water Street still cry for the day When the pride of the city went marching away A thousand men slaughtered, to hear the King

Working on the road across this great big world I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home Yes, I've been long-gone And boy, I've got the Birmingham

War - is comin' home - takes families War - I'm not a great big fan of it War - is something that is scandalous Oh no ? oh no War - is comin' by air, land, & sea

down for them one time Chorus: Do you hear the bells? I hear the bells Can you hear the bells? Bobby, can you hear the bells? I hear the bells! Buh-

Working on the road across this great big world I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home Yes, I've been long-gone And boy, I've got the Birmingham