Текст, перевод и аккорды “Gypsy Glass Blues”
- Hurry down, sunshine, see what tomorrow brings, Hurry down, sunshine, see what tomorrow brings; It may bring sunshine, Lord, and it may bring rain My brain seems cloudy, cloudy all the time, My brain seems cloudy, cloudy all the time; And it troubles me so, I really think I'll lose my mind I went to a Gypsy, looked in the crystal glass, I went to a Gypsy, looked in the crystal glass; Saw my man with another woman, and making me his (pass?) The Gypsy smiled, looked me in the face, The Gypsy smiled, and looked me in the face; Said, Another brownskin woman have run and won this race
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