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• Artiste: Mark Seymour
• Titre: Until the Day They Die
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He rode like a cowboy into the setting sun The earth was scorched behind him The game had just begun She was young and pretty, She kept her body thin Her ambition was well hidden Beneath her olive skin She said "you must be ther one Who left me wanting more" He said "I've met the likes of you Somewhere long before" He made his proposition They pulled over to the sife She said "this must be The perfect place to hide" Now all the well wishers are leaving The wedding wine is running dry Half-empty bottles are Strewn across the ground Together safe and still until the day they die They found their final refuge In some secluded place And the pleasure that she gave him Was etched across his face His love was like a haven For a while it kept her warm But nothing could hold back the rising storm Now she can hear his gentle breathing All through the long relentless night As sure as morning her temperature will rise As she dwells on some new delight She knows the chips are down She can't afford to lie The boy is craving destiny once more One for him and one for her And each one to their own Together and along right to the core Now all the well wishers are leaving The wedding wine is running dry Half-empty bottles are Strewn across the ground Together safe and still until the day they die