Загадочная баллада с образами Гражданской войны: Джонни Реб, мушкетные пули, «конструктор и разрушитель». Американская история как тёмный сон.
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Swan, swan, hummingbird, hurrah, we're all free now
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What noisy cats are we, girl and dog he bore his cross
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Swan, swan, hummingbird, hurrah, we are all free now
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Long, low time ago, people talked to me
Em F
Johnny Reb what's the price of fans?
Em F
Forty a piece or three for one dollar?
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Hey, captain don't you want to buy some bone chain,
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Some toothpicks?
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Night wings, her hair chains, here's your wooden greenback, sing
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Wooden beams and dovetails sweep,
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I struck that picture ninety times,
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I walked that path a hundred ninety, long, low time ago,
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People talked to me...
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A pistol hot cup of brine, the whiskey is water, the water is wine
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Marching feet, Johnny Reb, what's the price of heroes?
Em F
Six and one half dozen the other,
Em F
Tell that to the captain's mother,
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Hey captain don't you want to buy,
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Some bone chain, some toothpicks?
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Night wings, her hair chains, swan, swan, hummingbird
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Hurrah, we're all free now, what noisy cats are we
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Long, low time ago, people talked to me
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A pistol hot cup of brine, the whiskey is water,
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The water is... wine.