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• Artiste: Adam Selzer
• Titre: Bells of St. Julian's (Criminal's Good-Night)
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I live like a king for nothing Life isn't really that hard But I've always felt like I'm playing a flush When I'm only holding four cards I know I deserve what I'm getting Now that they've caught up with me Since they've let you in here as my one last request Line the glasses up, Will, 1, 2, 3 One for the few things I've done right Two for all I've done wrong And three for the bells of st. Julian's church That toll with the first light of dawn I know that Barbara is angry Cause she thinks she was slighted before But it's just that I'd toast any girl in the tavern And I thought she was worthy of more She should know I was walking along on a tightrope Over some cold jagged stones Between my desire to be with her And my desire to be left alone Make it one for the ring that I bought her Two for the chances long gone And... I fought Maurice Kelly, a butcher One morning in the center of town And it was a punch while his head was turned That took him on down to the ground I don't think the punches were fatal But I've never forgotten that day Because I've always felt bad for the punch that I threw When he was trying to just walk away Make it one for the blows that he landed Two for the blood that was drawn And.... My father's been dead seven years now My mother's alive, I believe Can you please send a message to her in the town And tell her what happened to me I know that she's missed me to pieces And my sister has told me to come But sometimes there're trips that you simply can't make When you're living your life on the run Make it one for my brother in Boston And two for my great Uncle John And... Please, don't look at me so sadly, Will Now as you get up to leave Surely you've guessed that a four card player Always has one more card up his sleeve One for my hero, Jack Sheppard Two for the unflinching Tom And three for the bells of St. Julian's church That won't even notice I'm gone